Tracey Jackson



Special to South Florida Times

If anyone asked me how that last two weeks of March were for my life, I would tell them the word “pieces.” Literally!

One Friday night, two weeks from the end of the month, found me on the corner near my house hyperventilating with a tearstreaked face. I was dressed up to go somewhere, but instead of sitting in my assigned seat at the concert hall downtown, I was sitting Indian style on the street corner next to the main traffic light looking at my crashed car.

I was trying to reconcile that my life flashed in front of my eyes and, while I was indeed alive, my mind could not bring up a name to call on my phone. My mind ran across the dozens of people I had access to, but my fingers could not budge to call their numbers.

A male bystander asked if I was alone and if I had anyone to call. I was numb. To add insult to injury, the bystander said someone as beautiful as I should not be alone.

Let me tell you something, to feel alone in a moment where you need someone to be there is a heavy thing to feel. I was thankful that I and the other young lady were ok, but it did not stop the enormity of the situation from sitting on my shoulders. I walked away from a car accident, but had no one to be there for me physically.

I saw pieces of my car I worked so hard to obtain be swept away by the other vehicles and crunch under their tires along with pieces of my heart.

But then something happened. Somewhere Pieces in between the tears, the paramedic asking me questions about my health and police officer asking me about the accident, I felt somewhat calm. It no longer mattered if someone would physically come to my rescue or not.

I’ve been here before many times, handling tough situations physically alone, but not alone. God showed up that night for me, on the corner, in the midst of the pieces. And when my fingers did manage to call an acquaintance, I was comforted by the fact that God would somehow work everything out.

When these things happen, they have a tendency to “break” and “shift” us. Then we wonder where God is in the midst of it all.

The good news is He will never leave us or forsake us. God is there to take the pieces and make something beautiful with them.

Romans 8:28 says “And we know all things work together for good to them that love the Lord and who are called according to his purpose.”

We think God may not be concerned with the large and small aspects of our lives.

He is.

At times we even wonder if He is there in the midst of when bad things happen to us.

He’s there. We can take courage in the fact that He can be found in the rough and smooth pieces of whatever happens to us.

The following week was nothing short of miraculous. God took a situation that could have ended in tragedy and turned it into triumph.

With a hectic workweek that left no room to visit car dealerships, God still found a way to get me back on the road again with a newer vehicle and a newer outlook on what He can and will do in my life.

No matter what happens, we must remember that God will perfect all our concerns, work through all of the pieces and build something better from that which was broken.

Tracey Jackson is a Christian author residing in South Florida. She is the author of “Lessons From The Journey: From The Valley To The Mountaintop”. She also guest writes for numerous faith based blogs.