It was a year ago today that a two teenage girls in a little car lost control going round a bend on a rainy morning and ended up in my husband's oncoming lane. Neither of them survived. They were 16 and 17 years old.

Needless to say, it was a horrific event, one that my husband will never forget. He is a very private man, so I won't say much about his perspective. The Lord protected him physically- he has neck problems that he didn't have before, but that is about it. The accident occurred between our house and town, so we pass the scene almost daily. I know he thinks of it every time, and I almost always do too.

What will be permanently impressed on me was the suddenness of death, how fragile life can be. I attended the funeral for these girls- they were deeply loved and admired- sports stars, good students, all round wonderful people. We didn't know them personally as they were from the next town, but it really sounds like they were every parent's dream. From what was said at the service, I do not think that the families knew the Lord. I left with a pit in my stomach at the futility of it all. They had everything going for them, and were lovely people, but unless those girls knew the Lord, it means nothing in the end. I will never forget how real that thought was and still often think about it. We put so much into parenting, you know how much! It is wonderful to have a musical child, an athletic child, an intelligent child, even an attractive child, but man, if they don't know Jesus when they are at an age of understanding, the rest has no eternal value. Let's never forget that. I am sorry if this post is morose, but to me, this is a reality.

Please join with me today and hold up the families of these girls in prayer. I can't imagine what they are going through. I don't know how God will work in this situation, but I trust that He will.