A trash can saved my son: Trash to Treasure!

We have been packing boxes for weeks! We've cleaned out closets and cabinets.  Boxed up winter clothes, boots, and toys.  But there was one dreaded area that we did not want to mess with.

The attic!
This is where we have stored the crib, Christmas decorations and unwanted furniture.  Honestly, I have opened the door thrown a bag of clothes in and closed it quickly.  I mean, it wasn't a place we hung out.

Since we are moving, we needed to get in there and clean, organize and move everything out.  We managed very successfully to get all of the junk, important boxes into the garage. The last thing was a twin mattress that was perched precariously on the rafters.  The Hubs, pulled and pushed and huffed and puffed but it wasn't budging.

My eight year old decided that he could help with his brut strength to shimmy it.  He pulled, pushed and stepped.  One minute he was standing in the attic, the next minute he was falling through the sheet rock!

The Hubs hollered, I screamed and we ran down the stairs excepting to find the worst.  My husband was yelling call 911!  I was in shock and the Little's were running in circles.

 There STANDING in the kitchen was Tyler!

He had fallen 13 feet and was now STANDING in front of us.  He was shaking like a leaf in a hurricane, crying and slightly hyperventilating, But he was not in a million pieces, nor bleeding from head to toe.  He was visibly OK!!!

My husband rushed him to the emergency room.  His wrist looked bruised and had a knot forming, and, did I mention he had just FALLEN 13 FEET, so he needed to be checked out.  After a few x-rays, everything checked out.  Did you hear that?  He was totally fine!!  Nothing broken!!!

Looking through the attic.

The ceiling in the garage.

Unbelievable!

He fell 13 feet… straight through the sheetrock… falling.  My son landed on a flimsy plastic trash can.  Thank you Jesus! That plastic trash can saved my son from serious injuries.  He was protected. It is absolutely amazing! God protects.

Throughout the day we prayed a prayer of thanksgiving, and pure joy.  We thanked God for His provision, for his angels, for his love.

Psalm 121:1-8

I lift up my eyes to the mountains—

where does my help come from?

My help comes from the Lord,

the Maker of heaven and earth.

He will not let your foot slip—

he who watches over you will not slumber;

indeed, he who watches over Israel

will neither slumber nor sleep.

The Lord watches over you—

the Lord is your shade at your right hand;

the sun will not harm you by day,

nor the moon by night.

The Lord will keep you from all harm—

he will watch over your life;

the Lord will watch over your coming and going

both now and forevermore.