Almost 60 years ago, a young mother and her firstborn
were involved in a serious wreck. The truck driver in the
other vehicle was killed. The young mother reached down
to retrieve the baby who had fallen onto the floor of the
vehicle, unharmed. In doing so, the woman tore a deep
gash in her arm as it caught on the stick remaining of the
steering wheel (which had broken off). A young farmer
ran out to the wreck and held the infant in his arm until
A few years later, the young family moved out of state
where the husband/father began a college education.
About 20 years later, that baby returned to live in
Kansas where the wreck occurred.-- a young mother
herself. Among her circle of friends was a wonderfully
creative, bubbly, sweet young mother. They were part
of a Bible study, a group of friends eager to be godly
homemakers. They shared their stories, their skills,
their tears, laughter, prayers, and a few secrets!
Too soon, the baby/young mother moved east.
As years passed, she lost touch with the group of
friends back in Kansas. Her children grew up,
left home, married and had children themselves.
Among other things, the woman became a blogger.
One day while "blog surfing" her eyes fell upon
the name "Linda Stubbs" in a comment section!
Could it be Linda, the sweet, bubbly, creative,
young homemaker in Kansas? A quick click to
all doubt! With great excitement, contact
was established just last week.
Yesterday, the now 61 year old
baby/young mother/grandmother went
to visit HER father and mother (the
original young mother who was
involved in the wreck). Linda's
name came up, and the 61 year
old asked her 83 year old father,
"Dad, did you know the Stubbs?"
A smile came over his face.
"As a matter of fact, it was a Stubbs
who came out and held YOU in his
arms until help came!" The elderly
couple reminisced, reconstructing
the details of that event so long ago
for ME, their firstborn.
That's right! I was the baby in
that accident. The man who held
me was Linda's father-in-law!
All these years! I had NO idea!
I get goose-bumps just thinking about it!
"All the days ordained for me
were written in your book
before one of them came to be."
This story was about my father in love Jack known
as Grandpa Jack. One of the favorite men in my life!
He taught me much and I love him for it! Can still
here him whistling his bobwhite whistle for
Grandma. All these years later, two ladies cross
paths again. God you are amazing.
Enjoy your day sweet ladies!!!!!!!!!!
I will be thinking
and praying for you!
Love you bunches!