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As we sat and talked we were reminded of how many times God has stepped into our lives and provided a miracle. This blog will be the opportunity for us to write these down for the next generation, and hopefully inspire you in your walk with God. Come by every Tuesday for a new post.

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Not Accidentally Tuesday - The Piggy Bank

In the spring of 1970 I was a senior in high school.  
At that time I was in charge of our small church youth group.  
To raise money for a missions project we were having a church yard sale. 

I have to be honest, I was not the best in leadership at that point in my life!

That morning I showed up at the church early to set up the tables and acquired boxes of stuff.  
I expected others to show and was quite disappointed when I realized the only one's showing up were me, myself and I. 
Unless you want to count my little sister Lori who was 9 
and her best friend who was also 9, 
I was on my own.

My attitude turned worse the later it got.  Where was everyone?

Around noon a mother and her children showed up bearing cold sandwiches for lunch.  I was quite ungrateful and left with sister and friend in tow to get a burger and fries.
Oh if we could only take back some of those moments in life!

I drove my 1956 brown Chevy to Smacks.

 I was ready to order when Lori decided she needed to pay for her own.  
The problem was she had gotten her dollar stuck in the belly of her glass piggy bank.

That did it!  I lost my temper which quite honestly was not normal for me.
I took the bank.
I got out of the car.
I smashed the bank on the curb.
I had not let go.

When blood started to squirt a man eating at one of the outside tables came over and gave me his napkins.  He then proceeded to the trash can to throw away his uneaten lunch.  I was quite a mess.
I went to the back door and asked for a towel and if I could use the phone.  

After one look at my hand the owner got me in the car and drove me to the hospital.
By the time we arrived the large towel was saturated with blood.

You are probably asking by now what in the world is not accidental about this!

The Kansas City University Medical Center was across the street! 
The doctors said I had cut the main artery and if I had not been close I would have bled to death.

It was a lesson well learned for that young, know it all, me!
I praise God for the lesson and that he allowed it to happen where it did so I could be telling you this story so many years later.

 About 10 years ago I found the same bank, put a dollar in it and gave it to Lori at Christmas.  In a letter with it I told  her how sorry I was for loosing my temper and breaking her bank. 
 This is when I found out that Lori had blamed herself for years.
Another lesson learned years later, don't wait till tomorrow to tell what you need to tell today.
Ecclesiastes 7:9
Do not be quickly provoked in your spirit, for anger resides in the lap of fools.

Blessings, Debbie

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  1. I had forgotten some of these details, it's so hard to learn lessons like this. I really did not know you gave Lori a bank-how neat. Glad this will be included in our memory book

  2. This warms my heart, Debbie. So skillfully written ... I could honestly picture the drama!
    (I hadn't thought of those old glass piggy-banks in years!)

  3. Wow! Many lessons learned that day, huh?

    I am a new follower from Titus2sdays.

  4. Great story, memory, and lessons learned--all in one! Love the pics. Blessings! (I'm visiting with Thought-provoking Thursday from Doorkeeper.)

  5. That is neat...not just the story but that you remembered it all these years and sought to say you were sorry!
    Thank you for stopping by my blog.

  6. Oh what a great post and story to illustrate a great verse. Thanks for sharing your not so shining moment. And thank God you were so close to the hospital!
    Have a Blessed Day,

  7. Awesome memory of a teachable moment. A sweet way to say I'm sorry and we all have situations we take blame on ourselves. Love that it was resolved. Nothing quite like sisters, is there?

  8. I'm stopping by, by way of Shanda's A Pause on the Path blog. I hate to think of the moments I lost my temper with my little sister as we were growing up. I'm thankful she is forgiving. Thanks for sharing a great story.

  9. This is a wonderful story of regret and grace. Thank you for sharing it.

    Blessings, Debbie

  10. Wow! What a story, Debbie. Thank you for sharing it with us. And thank you for visiting I'm sorry it's taken me a few days to get over here. I hope to also check out your personal blog soon.

  11. Thank you for sharing your lesson learned. I'm glad you were close to a place to give you help. It's interesting how the same occurrence can be seen differently by different people.