Last Monday, as I was driving home from school, I lost control of my van. I had just gotten on the interstate and, thankfully, was not at full speed.
Steering was not responding and I felt like my brakes were not responding, but in hindsight, who knows if I was even pressing them? I was trying to merge over into a left-hand lane and my steering took a very hard left. I kept trying to steer and it was definitely not responding. Finally, the entire van steered a hard right, right toward a wall. My sister, Heather, just happened to be behind me and saw the whole thing and said it looked like I was going to tip the van over.
I went over three lanes of 4 o'clock traffic and was aimed towards a wall, and I hit no one and nothing, and no one hit me.
It was crazy. I was shaken. I couldn't imagine what the heck had happened. I sat on the side of the interstate with my hazards blinking. I decided to try again and I drove home. I drove. I prayed. I listened. There was a rattle noise in my front right tire, but it wasn't flat, so I kept going. I drove. I prayed. I listened. I prayed.
I made it home. I posted on Facebook my thankfulness for safety. I had a bout 45 people respond with praises for safety. Jason was laughing because at church on Wednesday everyone asked me about it. Jason wasn't laughing because I posted it or because people were asking, but because he is always amazed how many know what is going on in our lives because of Facebook.
It was scary. I am a non-responder. If something "high stress" happens, I am as cool as a cucumber. I fault on not over-reacting sometimes. (When Mollee had a seizure at home after having surgery, I called the doctors office - they yelled at me to hang up and call 911 ASAP!).
In my van, the kids were silent. Heather, who is an over-reactor, said that she and her boys were all screaming as they watched from behind. Just a funny little family comparison.
So, I made it home. Jason took the van to the shop the next morning. The right tie-rod that we had replaced a few weeks earlier was a faulty part. It had snapped in half. It was under warranty and they replaced it.
I am so thankful for God's hand on our van that day. I am so thankful he did not allow us to hit someone or something. I am thankful that I was able to drive home. Not sure if that was a wise decision and not sure exactly how I was able to steer without the tie-rod, but I did. I am thankful my nerves have recovered and driving is not scary for me now that the van is back from the shop.
Thank you Lord for our safety.