J and I were walking with Chief yesterday, (thank you Lord for El Nino and the gorgeous weather!) I walked on a more "main road" that isn't configured the way most are, instead of sidewalks there are curbs that act as barriers from the "car area" and then a glorified bike lane with an open ditch on the other side. I should take a picture.
Anyway, as I walked an SUV came around a corner behind me tires squealing and sort of thumped over the little curb as it took the corner a little too sharply. Now, it really wasn't that close, but what if it had been? The little man, the dog and I would have been tossed into the open ditch, and at the very least, we would be really really gross and cold. The worst would have brought injury, loss of my dog, possibly my kiddo and I seriously had to pull myself back from the edge and remind myself that nothing had happened. NOTHING. In my head I was ready to never walk that way again, to always use the "safer" back roads. My rational and faithful mind kicked those thoughts aside and I came home to find that my pastor had written a little something about fear. I was glad I wasn't the only one with fear on my mind.
I'm so thankful for the watch-care of my Savior and His crew of angels charged over me and my family.
Today I face another fear: leaving my baby with someone other than his daddy. I left him with my mom once to go to the store, but in my mind that really doesn't count as it was only 30 minutes and about 15 minutes into that, Jer came home.
Jer's Winter Party for his work is tonight, and I "have" to get dressed up and go, our dear and trusted friends "The Sisters" Christine and Cheryl will be watching the little man, and I'm so glad I have friends I trust! I know we'll have fun, and I am confident that "The Sisters" can handle my little guy. But still! O MY!