I am almost sick to even write about this. I told Andrew tonight to promise me he’d never tell anyone that I did this. But as the night goes on the Lord keeps speaking so much to me about my big mistake.
Today we ordered a large print of Caleb and decided we’d all go for a drive to Wal-Mart to pick it up, since we’d been cooped up in the house with colds. Somewhere between me putting Caleb in his car seat and throwing a few unnecessary things in the diaper bag, I forgot to buckle him in.
I know. It’s almost unbelievable.
We drove all the way to Wal-Mart, thinking Caleb was being unusually quiet. I glanced at him in our little mirror that allows us to see his face and he seemed abnormally content, especially considering we didn’t realize it was rush hour and we were stopped at a lot of lights.
When we got home, Andrew picked up Caleb in his car seat and we started telling him what a great boy he is, how he is getting so big that he can entertain himself so well. All of a sudden Andrew’s face looks terrified, “Monica, you forgot to buckle him in.”
Those words hit me so hard. I felt instantly sick. What if we had been in a car accident? What if we stopped suddenly and he went flying out? How could I miss such a fundamentally important safety step? No wonder he was so quiet and content, he does not like be confined by straps and clips!
Throughout the evening it has entered my mind again and I have cried and gone through the sick feelings of what happened. I have realized though that I need to just say THANK YOU JESUS! We have prayed so much that the Lord would make up for the mistakes that we have made, are making and will make in the future. His hand truly was upon us, keeping us safe, guiding and protecting us.
Something my mother in law shared with me before I married Andrew, was the importance of praying Psalm 91 over your family. Wow, do I ever feel the benefits of that from her faithfulness in covering us, and also now we work praying protection over us and our home every day.
It is extremely heartbreaking when tragedy strikes. I do not claim to understand why awful things happen to those who love the Lord, but one thing I know, is that I am responsible to cover my son and my husband in prayers of protection and cry out to God reminding Him that He said in His Word that “His faithful promises are my armor and protection” (Psalm 91:4b).
Thankfully, nothing bad happened, and I will forever quadruple check his car seat before we go anywhere. But most of all, I give glory to God for keeping us safe in the midst of my mistake, and for surrounding us with His protection.