A couple of years ago, I read Stormie Omartian's book, "The Power of a Praying Parent". The main thing I got from it was that God answers our prayers but not always immediately. It can be years later. One of the things I frequently pray for is that He will keep my children safe, especially now that the four oldest have their driver's license.
Monday evening, my oldest son called me while I was at bowling. "Mom, could you give me some advice? No one was hurt, but I had an accident."  Words that a mother doesn't want to hear. He was driving home from a friend's house in another city. As he went up the on-ramp, the car went out of control and hit the curb. He said he wasn't speeding.
 The exit...it's a tight turn.
This is what we saw when we got there.
A better view.
The impact broke the wheel off the A-frame.
That doesn't look good.
Another view of the damage.
At home, with the wheel off.
A closer look.
My husband thinks it wasn't exactly my son's fault because he wasn't speeding. It appears that the previous owner had damaged it but didn't repair it correctly.  The parts were bolted on instead of being welded and ripped through the light-weight sheet metal. There was no backing to support it. My husband thinks that when my son went around the bend, the stress was too much and the patch-job gave way. 
Fortunately, only the car was hurt. | 
