Well, I'm not real computer savvy. As a matter of fact, I wasn't exactly sure what a blog was. Sounds like it's a word that should be on beth's list of words she hates, Even though it doesn't star with "gn". I'm digressing. I was hesitant to do this for that very reason. I was just sitting here, wondering what to do. I wandered over to the computer and sat there. "now what?". I've been doing alot of praying. A voice told me to look on the BAC website (which by the way I have never seen before) . So I looked. Then I remembered Dan telling me I should blog. I was a little offended, because I didn't know what that meant. I've been really anxious lately, and feeling a little lost. When I read everyones blogs I was so happy. It reminded me that I have been blessed with some really great people in my life. Lately the phrase' count your blessings ' has played a very important role in my life. When my dad was in an accident, fear and emotion overwhelmed us all as we waited in the ER expecting the worst. But oddly enough, although I was feeling those fears too, I couldn't help to feel so blessed. Blessed to have a sincere church family who came to the hospital at 3:00am, blessed to be with my family. I was feeling so grateful. My mind was just constantly wondering" what does God have planned? What good is going to come from this?". Amazing. There I was, experiencing the most frightening even of my life, and yet I remained so calm and centered on God. The next days, for the first time in my life, I felt God carrying me. And no matter what, I was confident that my dad was going to be ok. I knew it would take time, but I had never felt so sure of anything in my life. I may never know God's plan for this event, I do know if it wouldn't have happened I would never have experienced the reality of God's love the way I did and am right this minute. I know this wasn't all about me, but I was just one small example of how God takes traumatic experiences and uses them for something good.