Thank You Lord

On this day it was about seven thirty in the morning I sat on a couch reading a poem when my phone rang and was told that my uncle had an accident and he was in the hospital. I hastily dashed out as a feather being controlled by breeze I flew fast to the hospital. When I got there, I asked to where he was and they pointed. Upon entering his ward I saw his body which tied road had mutilated I was shocked with fear and I hastily closed my eyes I opened one of it to take a sharp glimpse at how he was doing and saw that he can't lift his body and he can't eat. My head expanded like a balloon, my stomach groaned and quivered a bit, my heart pounded heavily my legs trembled upon the ground I opened my mouth to say sorry but a word won't come out. My eyes filled with tears though I struggled, and managed to suppress it. However, my gratitude to the Almighty for despite the accident and a lot of pain he endured, neither his legs nor his hands were paralysed. neither his eyes nor his brain were injured, he is still complete as a man. Most of all, with mist in our eyes, we smiled as we faced each other with words of praise and thanksgiving. We realize that with less serious accidents, some had already crossed the fence. Glory be to the wonderful Lord.