My God is So Good!

Can I just start this by saying how good our God is? I mean He is so good, we can't comprehend. For instance, yesterday I was passing out my bunco invitations in the neighborhood when I saw hubby waving me to come home. I was in the middle of a conversation, but he was really waving like a crazy man. Nearing the driveway, I saw him talking on the phone with panic in his eyes. He gave me the phone and I could barely understand my mother-in-law. Wreck...the suburban flipped...they won't let me near... I'm so scared...It's bad...! Those are the words I could make out about hubby's dad. He was driving home from work on the loop, and a car pulled out and clipped the rear of the car. He spun several times, flipped, and landed in a ditch on the driver's side. Paramedics were trying to spray water on the car and get him out when she called. Hubby's dad had called hubby's mom right after the wreck, but she didn't know if that was just adrenaline letting him call or what. I immediately calmed her down and prayed with her. I told her we would get in the car and come right away. She was still crying and so scared. Hubby's grandfather had died in a car wreck five years ago, so it was very fresh on all our minds. Before we left, I got on the floor with my scared children, and told them "Grandpa is not alone. God is right there with him in the car. Let's pray that he will be okay. That God will protect him from any serious injuries." We prayed and then starting driving to them (it's about an hour and a half away). Hubby had called his brother to go to the scene and I called my daddy to go there too. They are both in the same city. Hubby's brother called after a few minutes and said that the officers on the scene said he was talking. We praised God! A few minutes later we heard he was moving around in the car. Praise God again. They sent Mother-in-law to the hospital to wait there. After a little while, they cut the top of the suburban off (my daddy said it looked like a can opener taking a lid off) and they got him onto a stretcher. Hubby's brother said he looked good. Praise God again. We were halfway there when mother-in-law called and said she is with him and he is fine. Yes, fine. Only small cuts and bruises. Then she said they are checking him over and doing x-rays of his shoulder. She told us don't even worry about coming because they will probably send him home shortly and he will need to rest. In other words, my adorable but very energetic children, who would be jumping all over PawPaw should maybe come this weekend to see him instead. We decided to head back and couldn't wait to share the awesome news with our friends. Later last night, mother-in-law called to say that he is sore, but everything checked out fine. They sent him home with pain meds. and some muscle relaxers. Didn't I tell you at the beginning just how good our God is?