Our Nomad Days are Over

We had a terrible accident about an hour North of NY City on I-87. Everyone is OK!   I was driving so that Todd could rest and I lost control of the rig.  A truck passed and caused too much sway.  In the end we jackknifed and the truck flipped, landing on the drivers side of the truck with the hood against the guardrail, pointing south instead of North.  This happened about 11pm. We all climbed out the sunroof and everyone is fine, although of course we are shaken and sore.  Not one scratch on us.  The camper also tipped on its side.  Both are almost certainly totalled.  The rig was lying across all lanes of the highway and we are very, very aware of God's grace that no other passing cars plowed into it/us in the dark, and there was no fire.  As we scraped to a stop Todd was thinking, "crashing isn't as bad as I thought!"  Because God protected us!  Driving behind us were a pair of EMT's who ended up driving us most of the way home, where my Mom came to get us and took us to our house.  We got home about 4am. We appreciate your prayers for us and ask you to continue them as we try to put our lives back together.  All our stuff was insured and apparently is mostly shaken up and not broken, but we will have to replace our vehicle.  Later today we will go down to New Paltz and salvage our belongings.   Pray for wisdom and for the kids, who were very scared.  if I can handle it I might put some pics of the wreck up in a few days, so that you can rejoice with us that God holds us in the palm of his hand, and has better plans for us that what Satan wanted to do last night.