Grace

There are some things only God can do to one's mind and heart.

I am sitting on my couch right now with a heating pad on my back. I'm sore, achy, and my chest is tight, though my heart decided to slow down a while ago. I'm still in shock, and if not in body, definitely in mind.

Two hours ago, I was in a car accident. Thank God it wasn't serious. But it was the first car accident I've ever been in, and minor back pains didn't make it any less scary.

It happened in a split second - I don't recall anything but the impact. From the damage, it was clear that my dad had caused it. I think he braked too late and the car slid (it was raining), and we were hit towards the side of the bumper, I guess where the headlight is, I'm not sure. I only remember being slammed against the seatbelt, which locked so I was thrown back against the seat. My side started to ache, and I started sobbing, mostly because of the shock. I just sat there and stared out the window; my dad was... I don't even know. He got out of the car, called my mom and then the police, and opened my door at least five times to ask if I was okay. He kept telling me he was going to call an ambulance, but I protested because I knew I was shocked moreso than hurt. I heard him mumble something like "Lord, God," and I started thinking. It could have been so much worse. It could have been one of those times I decided not to put my seatbelt on since we were going a few short blocks to the house. It could have been that we were hit with a lot more force, and one of us was hurt badly and ended up in the emergency room. What if one of my siblings had been in the passenger seat instead of me? I couldn't even think of that. My two younger sisters were in the back, a little shacken but fine otherwise, and my brothers were at a friend's house. Anything could have happened. But it didn't. God's grace protected us. I breathed a prayer while I sat there, thanking God for His protection and providence.

A few of the Psalms come to mind. "I lift my eyes unto the hills - where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth." Through the car window I saw buildings, streets lights, and other cars whose drivers had their own problems. I wish I could have seen hills. I don't know why. I would have welcomed them over a bustling city without warmth or comfort. "What is man that you are mindful of him, and the son of man that you care for him?" Why was I sitting there, with nothing but a sore back, when it could have ended so much worse? "The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer..." He most certainly is. He delivered me from a much worse fate. He kept all of us from harm. "As for man his days are like grass; he withers like a flower in the field..." So true. We could be gone in a fleeting moment. God alone gives us life and takes it away when He wills it. It wasn't my time just yet. "For you, O Lord, have delivered my soul from death, my eyes from tears, my feet from stumbling, that I may walk before the Lord in the land of the living." He didn't save me from tears, but I'm not dead. He alone saved my life, and I shall never let anyone tell me that I was lucky. It was all in God's hands. "If the Lord had not been on our side..." Well, if that was the case, I wouldn't be writing this right now. Let's just leave it at that. "Be at rest once more, O my soul, for the Lord has been good to you." Amen. He is undoubtedly good to me. And not just for saving my life tonight. For every single day, every moment, every breath I take.

Goodness, car accidents can really put things into perspective. I can't believe my first post informs everyone that I was in a car accident. I mean, I would rather have posted a nice poem or something. But at least I can post about God's eternal grace. And that's the very least I can do.

Welcome!

Hello you!
You have stumbled upon my second attempt at blogging: Polyhymnia 2.0. I had some problems with my other blog, so I moved here *yay*. Sooo, you're probably wondering who I am and why I blog - unless of course you already know me.

Well, in case you don't know me, let me just give you the spiel: I write and rant. A lot. I write poetry and pointless rambles and short stories -- and I'm in the early stages of writing a fantasy novel. So, to foster my creative being, I started blogging my thoughts, poems, and the like. Sounds good, eh?

Oh, another thing I must warn you about: I am romantic. Very romantic. Actually, that's sort of an understatement. So if you would rather spare yourselves of insanely mushy and sappy rambles and such, this is not the place for you. I do not, however, limit myself to writing about love and romance. My thoughts are usually very diverse.

Well, I shall let you discover the rest of my interests for yourself, based on what I write. I just thought I'd caution you about the sappy-ness, because I know some people who don't appreciate that aspect of me (and just so you know, I am not on very good terms with some of them. ;)

You are also probably wondering about the name of my soon-to-be-wonderful blog. And even if you are not, I am going to tell you anyway. Polyhymnia was the Greek Muse of sacred hymn, poetry, and eloquence. She's probably not the perfect mythological figure to represent my own personality, but she comes pretty close. And I just can't let go of the name for some reason. It's pretty attractive for a blog.

Okay, I think I've ranted enough. And I haven't even gotten started yet! Pretty cool, huh? Well I think so.
Anyways, to view my previous blog, follow this link: http://polyhymnia.blogdrive.com/ - just so you can get the general idea.
Enjoy!