From the moment we came home from the hospital, members of our church began to bring us dinner each night. It was amazing. Everyone was so generous and the meals were excellent. We weren't sure how long it would last, but it did for the better part of a month. One evening one of our friends brought us a meal, and when I let her in, she said, "I think there's a branch on one of your cars?" She didn't make much of a deal about it so I figured when she left I would go out and check.
Well it was a little more than a branch. Half of an old cherry tree had broken off in a storm and fell on Anne's car and my boat. The roof of the car was smashed in pretty good, which actually protected most of my boat. The only thing on the boat that was broken was the foot pedal for the trolling motor (that I would later find during a fishing trip.)
What was left was a large part of the tree teetering over my neighbors house and fence on one side and a power line on the other. With a new chainsaw, some old climbing rope, a buddies truck and a lot of prayer we were able to pull that part down without incident.
We had the roof of the car fixed a month or so later when we returned from a road trip. You know its always something. Conner is only two weeks old and a tree falls on his mommy's car!
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
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