Truth is stranger than fiction.

Some days just pass you by. They are ok, nothing much happens..you live through them on the roll of routine and wake up the following day expecting much the same.


But some days aren't the same and yesterday was most definitely not a run of the mill day. I was reading Lysa Terkeurst's blog. She had posted a really sad entry about a fatal accident that had happened at the end of her drive the previous day. As I read it the doorbell rang and a lady appeared wanting the key to the church. At the same time our neighbour crossed the road into our drive asking me if I was alright. I said I was fine but had a bit of a cough at which he looked somewhat bemused and went home again.


Then I saw an ambulance. I didn't think too much of it. There are often ambulances this way as we have an elderly population round here so there is often the need for an ambulance. I then saw a couple who looked slightly stunned. I spoke to them and asked them if they were ok. "We had to swerve to miss her, " they said. All this was a bit odd. There was no other car around, just this couple, the lady who came for the key and the ambulance.


The couple went on, "She's hit your fence." I still had no idea what was going on. They repeated, "She's hit your fence. Her car is in your garden."


To my complete and utter astonishment there was a car in the garden which was why I couldn't see it on the road. The young driver had hit the bank alongside our hedge and taken off. She'd come over the hedge, leaving some of her car in it, spun round and landed right way up but facing the way she'd come from.


The ambulance people were checking her out and the couple were waiting for the police to arrive to take witness statements. Now I knew why my neighbour had come to see if I was ok!!



Thankfully the driver was absolutely fine, although obviously very shocked. Eventually the recovery van came and took the car away which was quite tricky because it was wedged on the fence, up against the post so took a fair bit of manoeuvring.



All a bit surreal to be honest. We are all so thankful that the children weren't in the garden, that she didn't hit the garage, that the driver wasn't hurt, that the couple were ok and that basically what could have been unimaginable horror didn't come to pass.



But how strange that it should happen as I was reading about a car accident. Truth is most definitely stranger than fiction... I could never have made it up. What struck me as I mulled it over afterwards was my total obliviousness to the situation until it was virtually spelled out to me but I guess that is probably typical of me and my whole personality. I tend to live in my own little world a lot of the time and always have to be honest.

So much to be thankful for, and I am. But that doesn't address why the accident I read about on Lysa's blog ended so very differently and tragically. There are no answers to so many questions about the things of life, but life is precious and the cord between this life and the next so thin. There is certainly so much I take for granted, so much I need to be more thankful for and so much more faith I need to put in Christ even when, especially when, there are no answers.

With love,

Rachel.