"So promise me you'll never forget...that you aren't an accident or an incident...you are a gift to the world, a divine work of art, signed by God. You were deliberately planned, specifically gifted, and lovingly positioned on this earth...Flooded by emotion, overcome by pride, the Starmaker turns to us, one by one, and says, 'You are my child. I love you dearly.'" Max Lucado, God Thinks You're Wonderful

Wednesday, December 17, 2008


Three years ago today my sister, my brother-in-law, Owen and I were in a car wreck.

We were headed to Colorado for vacation with my family (we were all caravaning).

We were driving on the highway going about 70 mph and we spun and rolled over.

The car stop rolling and landed on its side, drivers side down.


(these are my sister's pictures, sorry I couldn't get them downloaded!)

I was in the back with Owen, who was 4 months old. I remember screaming and putting my body over him so that nothing would hit him as we rolled. Our luggage was rolling too!

When we stopped I could see nothing was obviously wrong with Owen, but two thoughts invaded my head.

I could see we were still in the middle of the highway...was someone going to hit us before we could get out of the car?

And, is my sister alive (sorry David, my thoughts went to Becki)?

My brothers-in-law appeared through Owen's window. They had climbed up the car, and were asking for me to lift Owen out.

I then peeked my head up to Becki, she was crying and bleeding and in pain...but was alive!

I kept asking if someone was going to hit the car before we could get out. Sean and David told me there was a semi that was blocking both lanes and we were safe.

It's so important for me to remember this day.

To remember that we rode in an ambulance to the hospital to be told we were fine. Becki and David were the worst and only had minor scrapes and cuts (and Becki was given a sexy neck brace).

Owen didn't have as much as a single scrape, neither did I.

While we were at the hospital we were told the same thing happened not a week earlier, and 3 children were killed.

So today, I give thanks that three years ago, I thought I was going to lose my baby, my sweet and precious dream. Three years ago, I had the thought of seeing my sister bleeding to death in the front seat and having to live life without her.

We never got to thank that truck driver for keeping us safe and blocking the road while we got out of the car. The ambulance whisked us off and I didn't as much as give it a thought to thank him. I forever wish I had. So many people stopped to help us. One lady gave us...gave us...her childs carseat to take Owen in the ambulance in.... She carried her son home in her arms, said they didn't live far.

Today, I told Owen about the wreck and showed him pictures. He was very interested in the ambulance ride. I want him to know how God saved him and that He has great purpose for his life.

I don't want to ever forget that this happened because with it came great miracles and I want to glorify God for saving us that day.


Chassidy said...

There is no doubt God has a special purpose for you. You have been such an inspiration and blessing to me and I'm certain so many other women. You make me want to be a better mother

Becki Francy said...

Hmmmm....I read that through tears. I remember all those feelings. I remember the look on Dad's face and the sheer panick I felt when I heard you screaming. I vividly remember the whipping feeling of the car. But most, I remember you handing me sweet Owen and me silently thanking God he was okay. We are a blessed family. Molly - thanks for reminding me to be thankful we all made it safely -it didn't have to be God's plan that day - so glad and thankful it was.

The Love Family said...

My most precious sisters...I still remember seeing the car flipping in the rearview mirror. Good news is that Sean is good in situations like that, as I sat there in shock. The best memory, tho, is turning around to see you two walking to the car with sweet Owen. I remember, also, how it changed our vacation. It no longer mattered if we were on time, if there was snow on the slopes, or if we got to see all of the sites. We were together, and you were okay.

To my three "little" sisters...know you're oldest sister loves you beyond measure...I am your biggest fan...thank you for the reminder, Katy!

Holly Floyd Peterson said...

Hi Molly! I'm so glad you found my blog, and I just read all the way through yours =) What an encouragement to read about 3 successful adoptions!!! Thank you for being so open about the entire process...

Have a wonderful Christmas!!!

Holly Peterson

Karissa said...

What amazing perspective. I love reading your blog.... It make me think!!!!

Luv ya,