Just Respond.

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Whispering Woods AccidentLast night, I tossed my family a curveball. As we were eating dinner I told them that afterwards the boys were going to take an early bath, get in their PJ’s, and we were going to head to Sonic for milkshakes.

Earlier in the day we had received the final portion of the advance for The Race, following the completion and editing of the manuscript. So to celebrate? Sonic shakes as a family.

As we were getting into our van and opening the garage door we heard what sounded like a horrendous crash.

The sound was as if it was in our driveway, but as the door opened we saw nothing, so we went on as planned. We backed out of the driveway and drove towards the front of our subdivision.

As soon as we pulled out of the driveway, we could see a chaotic scene in front of us. We pushed forward. Since we are at the very front of Whispering Woods subdivision, we pulled onto the scene about one minute from the time we heard the impact.

I have stopped to help in several pretty severe civilian accidents through my lifetime, but what was in front of us was unreal.

I immediately jumped out of the van, and headed into the scene to check on people. As I headed to the first car there was a gentleman who was in great need of help, and someone was already at the driver’s side of the car with him and another motorist walking over to help.

I headed to the second car, a family, to check on them. Shaken and sore.

I then heard the screams from the third car, a young girl who was in hysterics over causing the accident. Her and her friend were alone by their car…seeing the horrific scene around them, and they were completely terrified.

This was about four minutes after the accident. Those two girls should not have been alone with motorists stopped all around the scene.

Now, it was dark and chaotic, so I am not going to say I didn’t see others helping who may have been. Adrenaline is blinding. I know there were men helping the gentleman trapped in his car. There very well may have been others that I didn’t see…thank God for those people too if they were there.

But still, two young teenagers in hysterics over an extremely traumatic scene and they were ALONE, with people sitting in cars all around them watching.

They should not have been alone, they should have had people checking on them, staying with them throughout the chaos.

It hurt my heart. There were people closer than we were. Four minutes. That is an eternity to someone in the moment.

I stayed with the two girls until one of their parents arrived, while the police and rescue tended to the scene as well as the gentleman trapped in his car.

Once her parents arrived, I walked back to our van, and drove my family back to the house so they were not ‘trapped’ watching what was unfolding, then walked back to the front of the subdivision.

Once back on the scene I spent the rest of my time with the teen driver and her family while they continued to extract the other driver. Offering calm, peace and stability.

About an hour after the initial impact, the other driver was extracted and transferred by ambulance to a waiting Life Flight.

Walking back home afterwards, I couldn’t help but get upset about how, in a moment like that, those girls could have been left alone by others in stopped cars for that amount of time?

I understand it is scary. I understand it is uneasy. I understand you may not know how to help.

All you have to do is not leave them alone. Alone in the scariest moments of their lives. Alone in the midst of trauma and chaos.

I am thankful we chose to get milkshakes last night. I am thankful we were able to offer a moment of calm presence to an situation that was anything but a calm.

As a follower of Christ, the two greatest charges on my life are to love God with my whole heart, and to love others as I love myself.

To love others means there is no other response thank to just respond.

Whether  you serve God or not, part of being a neighbor is to just respond.

Sometimes it is to just respond to say “you are not alone”. Sometimes it is to just respond to someones trauma or injury. Sometimes it is to just respond to someone who can’t keep their lights on or put food on the table.

In the broken and hurting world around us, there is no other response than to just respond.

As a follower of Christ there is no other response than to just respond.

He answered, “‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength and with all your mind’; and, ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.'” Luke 10:27

Author: Kyle Froman

Kyle Froman is co-author of "The Race: Living Life on Track" along with Darrell Waltrip and Billy Mauldin. Kyle is a chaplain for Motor Racing Outreach currently serving the NASCAR Camping World Truck Series community. Kyle also serves as the director of the MRO Association, a nationwide network of associate chaplains serving various motor sports communities around the nation. He currently lives in Spring Hill with his bride Michelle, and two boys.

  • Pamla Raye

    Thank you for sharing this TRUTH. We as believers need to step out in FAITH under GRACE and light up the world with His LOVE!

  • Kaycie Woodard

    Kyle, we’ve worked together for several years on projects and I never knew any of this about you. I am honored to know you and humbled to serve with you. Thank you for being a man, unafraid to respond and “get his hands dirty” when necessary. Thank you for letting God use you to be His arms, legs and heart in flesh.

    • Kyle Froman

      Kaycie…wow, thank you for the kind words. That means a lot to me! May our love for others draw them to Christ! I hope you are doing fantastic!

  • Dennis and Brooke Mihalek

    John,
    My family and I also live in whispering woods and my step mother and 7 year old son were in that accident. They were following my father and other two children home. They were turning left into the sub when rear ended and then knocked into oncoming traffic and hit head on. I wasn’t there at the scene, only to see it two hours later after picking my son up from the ER, where he had only a seat belt rub on his neck. My step mother has a broken arm and bruising from the seat belt and airbag.
    As a mother, I want to always be there to protect my children but after this accident I know that my Father is always doing that. To receive a phone call like that, and see the wreckage that could have resulted in much severe injuries for my family, I am forever humbled and thankful. Every time I pull into or leave our subdivision, I am reminded of God’s goodness and how his mercies are never ending.

    • Kyle Froman

      Dennis & Brooke – Thank you so much for sharing more of your story. I am so thankful to hear the update from your family. God is good. Have you heard any updates on the gentleman in the third car? We should all continue to pray for him! Blessings to you all this Christmas season and beyond.