The insurance company told us to take it to the body shop on Monday, July 13 and that they would have an adjuster come by the shop within two days to “adjust” (or whatever an adjuster does). They would then call us and let us know all the details.
When we had not heard back by 4:00 Tuesday, we called the shop and the adjuster had not been by. So we called our insurance company. Turns out the regular adjuster for this area was on vacation until July 22...but they would send someone by first thing Wednesday morning.
Well, Wednesday at noon Monica called the shop and the adjuster still had not been by. So she called the insurance company again and, apparently, there had been a lot of claims in this area in the past week...but the adjuster would be by before the close of business Wednesday. Wednesday night we still had not heard back.
We finally heard back Thursday afternoon. $2,100 damage (we only have to pay our deductible, thankfully) for a car hitting a right turn only sign traveling 15 miles per hour! And our car should be ready by Wednesday...which is today, a week and a half after we took our car in for a dented fender (but the whole front bumper and right headlight apparently had to be replaced too).
So why am I telling you this? Am I just venting? Perhaps. But this ordeal has reminded me of a few things.
It seems that my family had become dependent on having two cars. We have had to adjust schedules, ask favors, and been inconvenienced over the last week and a half. Basically, having only one car disrupted our lives.
God has a way of helping us see what is most important to us. When we become too dependent on something (other than Him), He often will help us see the error of our ways.
I was also reminded that things are just that: things. When Monica called to tell me that (insert minor’s name here) had hit a sign making her first ever turn driving on a public street, I was upset...and very nearly verbally expressed my being upset.
Fortunately in the millisecond between hearing the news and my initial response there was another response that traveled faster from the brain to the mouth: “Are y’all OK?”
A fender can be repaired or replaced. A sign can be fixed. But my family is irreplaceable. So in that split second, I was reminded that things are not that important.
The past week and a half has been a trial for my family. There have been other issues we’ve had to deal with besides just not having two cars.
What this (and other issues, some related to the lack of one car, some not) has done is forced us to listen to Peter’s advice and, “Cast ALL (our) anxiety on Him because He cares for (us)” (1 Peter 5:7).
I would advise you not to wait until you are in the midst of a trial to follow Peter’s advice. It is also good advice when things are good!