Finding Peace

As I started to work yesterday afternoon. I just knew I would be late. I left the house late and was leaving and traveling at the same time school would be letting out. It usually takes me 45 minutes to make the ride, but today it seemed to be a shorter ride and no school traffic at all. Did I luck out or what! My day initially was a slow beginning, with a few pt's here and there. It was a dreadful, foggy, rainy afternoon and the evening wasn't looking any better. I heard the nurses talking to one of the doctor's saying we have a MVC; they are bringing her to us to stabilize her and then we need to transport her to a trauma center. She has a hot belly. Not knowing anything else about this pt I called the trauma center to make sure they had ICU beds and made them aware that we were getting one that we might be sending up to them. A few minutes later they roll in with the pt. She is young, shivering, and scared. The team jumped into action and assessed her injuries, getting her to CT. They started organizing her transport to Children's. Then a second one came in from the same accident and with a third. Two more children. Another CT and another transport would be needed on the youngest one who is a toddler. The oldest had minor injuries and would not need transport to another facility. And then the news that no one ever wants to here came. There were others involved, 1 fatality, and 3 others transported to two other hospitals. These are all children that I'm speaking of. I could hardly hold myself together. I wanted to pray, but every time I began, I started to lose it. So, it took me several minutes before I could close my eyes and say a prayer. I know that God knew my heart and already knew what I was going to pray for and answered my prayers before I even said the words, because at that moment a woman and man came running in to the ER calling out one of the children's names. She was upset, but keeping it together. I on the other hand knowing everything and about the fatality; almost lost it again. Soon the ER was filled with 30 people supporting this very large family. They were filled with such compassion. They were organizing who would go to the other hospitals to be with the other children, and who would stay with the two children we were stabilizing for transport and who would take care of the oldest when he was released. I have never seen a family deal with what they were dealing with and keep themselves composed as they did. My eyes had big tears welling up ready to fall at any moment. I wiped them away. I think their strength helped me to get through the night. A person wonders why a car full of children would be doing out a foggy rainy night as this. They were on their way to church to rehearse for the Christmas program. My prayer was that these children and their families knew Jesus as their savior and called upon Him for peace. Like I said earlier, God already knew what my prayer would be and gave them the peace they needed to deal with this horrible tragedy. I don't understand why this had to happen. But I am so glad that God knows what we need before we know and that he is there waiting to supply our every need. He gives eternal life to everyone who receives Him. John 1: 12. And, Peace that passes all understanding. Philipians 4: 6,7. For this Christmas and every Christmas to come.