I was driving home from work, thinking of getting some rest, running some errands (which include some purchases for the trip to Honduras), and spending some time with friends. I was stopped at a traffic light planning the remainder of my day when I heard brakes hit and tires squealing to a halt. Fortunately, for this young man, my vehicle proved to help his truck stop faster, as my car took most of the impact.
It appears as if I could look at this more than one way:
1.) Be angry with this young man because my vehicle was damaged.
2.) Be more concerned with the health of the other person (Are they OK?), and take care of "facilitating" the exchange of information.
3.) A combination of both.
As I'm looking back on this, I am glad that I chose #2. The next day, I found out that this young man was on his way to admit himself into the hospital for "mental health issues." As I can completely appreciate, a man has to be pretty sure he needs help in order to admit himself to the hospital, and an accident along the way will only help you seal the fate of hating yourself (I will assume that it was some kind of depression type thing). I don't mean to speak light of depression, or any other mental health issues, but it does get me to thinking about what others may think when we say something, when our actions come out a certain way. I think everyone wants to be accepted, loved, and cherished, and if you don't get that, problems arise.
Please pray for this young man, Dan, as he is seeking help for whatever problem he is experiencing. Of what I can see, he needs God.
Also, a distant second to that, please pray that our insurance stuff gets figured out before I leave for Honduras. Dealing with Insurance companies is relatively stressful, and it would be nice to get rid of that anxiety before the trip.
pax
-Mike
