Car Ride Home pt. 3:

So, same car ride right?
I am terrible at holding my bladder, because I am pretty much always hydrated. I had to stop somewhere to use the bathroom.
I went into a local gas station, and went to the bathroom. I finished, and could use a drink, so I grabbed a diet Coke and went to pay for it.
The cashier was an elderly woman of at least 50 or 60. She had a cross around her neck, which was the first thing I noticed (why I don't know). I then noticed she was sitting down on a stool. She had no lower limbs. It was not grotesque or anything, just surprising to see.
She must of saw me glancing because she asked me if I was christian myself, and I responded "Catholic," kindly. We talked casually while she ringed me up, and I am curious, so I naturally asked her what happened to her legs, if it wasn't weird of me to ask. She said, "Not all, dear." She told me that she lost her legs in a terrible car accident.
She went on to tell me the horror of the event, and that it was hard afterwards. I told her she must have amazing courage to go through that ordeal. She told me it was the strength of the Lord that got her through. She said she realized that day how blessed she was to survive the crash, and she never lets a day go by without praising the Lord for keeping her alive that day.

This all made me realize how blessed I am. I have legs, arms, hands, a heart, and a great pair of lungs. I have great family and friends. I have had my struggles, but I am a blessed child of God, and need to count my blessings a little closer.

Thank you, Lord.