Why was I spared?

I did something stupid, really really stupid! Probably the dumbest idea I've had yet!

Let me tell you about it...

On Friday evening we were having some friends over for dinner.

Kevin was helping me cook/bake. We were making home made rolls, peanut butter brownie cheese cakes bites (mmm... these are all beside the point but they were YUMMY!) as well as dinner.

I was using my handy dandy kitchen aid, which I LOVE LOVE LOVE! (thank you Mother in Law! and Father in law, but I'm certain it was Mother in Law's awesome idea! Sorry Father in Law!!!)

The problem... I only have 1 bowl that fits my mixer and I'd already washed it for the umpteenth time. So, I was mixing the cheese cake for the brownies by hand and thought to myself, if this just had one good whip with the kitchen aid it would be good to go. So after being prompted several times and having 2 flash backs

a-waking up one Saturday morning to little Tyrel 7 or 8 sitting on the kitchen counter with his fingers intertwined in my Mom's mini mixer

and

b- My Grampa giving Tessa a blessing after she had tried to test the dough in a large mixer at the bakery she was employeed.

but being the brilliant person I am I thought--

This just needs one good whip, if I hold the bowl up and turn the mixer on and it turns 2 times, It will be perfect.

So, I did just that. Things where great til it was time to turn the mixer off. As I was pulling the bowl down to set it down to turn off the mixer, something went awry

my hand caught in the mixer... not sure exactly what happened, but I can tell you how my hand/arm feel.

My middle finger has 2 gashes and 1 farely decent bruise. My pointer finger, ring finger, and pinkie feel as though they've been twisted up really tight and they need to untwist. My wrist feels jammed and my elbow it is achy. Like I said, this happened on Friday and my limbs are mending quite well, but there is still an occassional ache. An UNNECESSARY ache to say the least.

So, why this time. Why did I ONLY get a few scrapes, bruises, and aches? I know how painfully dumb that was. And I also know that the result could have been 10,000 times worse. (Believe me, I was more upset about having to call Cody and tell him I'd broke who knows what, then I was about the pain I was experiencing!)

The last few weeks, we've seen the Lords hand in our life an unnumerous amount of times.

To name a few-

-On two different occassions I was sleeping in Kevin's bed and Julia was sleeping in mine. I flew out of bed from a deep sleep and ran into the room and caught Julia just as she was falling off of our bed. (TWICE!) I know, hello, don't put the baby in my bed. but some days I can't get her to nap otherwise.

-Kevin and I were in the kitchen and he had just had a drink out of my big GLASS of water, he reached up to hand it to me, but somewhere we didn't connect before he let go. I was holding Julia and turned to shield her as I blurted, "Heavenly Father, PLEASE!" I turn back around and Kevin has a shoked look on his face and says, 'Mommy, I catcheded it!'

(he has added an extra ed to every word that ends in ed. It's really cute!)

I could name about 10 others, I can also name about a jillion silent and verbal prayers expressed as I've seen the Saviors hand in my life.

I've also taken this oppertunity to teach Kevin, we kneel to pray often, randomly throughout the day to say Thanks!

Like after the glass incident, I said, 'Kevin we need to say a prayer!' How could we not? How could we not feel overwhelmed with gratitude?

So, my question is, Why? Why didn't I break my arm or mangle my fingers?

Was this my wake up call?

Hello Jessie, don't think you're smarter then me?

Whatever it was, I'm grateful. I'm emotional, I'm overwhelmed with gratitude and I appreciate my Saviors love, the gift of the Holy Ghost, and the Power of Prayer more then ever!!!

There is another post from today--

with pictures...