Lately everywhere I go, accidents surround me or the people I know. Usually when it gets to the level it is, I begin wondering what God's trying to teach me. There's typically a lesson in there for me somewhere, if I can only be smart enough to catch what He's saying.
I mentioned this to my Husband last night, as we passed yet another wrecked car. His response? "I don't think He's trying to teach me anything more than that I need to be thankful for His protection of me." I think I'm glad my husband is the leader of this home and not me.