He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. 2 I will say of the LORD, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust. 3 Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence. 4 He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler. 5 Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night; nor for the arrow that flieth by day; 6 Nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness; nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday. 7 A thousand shall fall at thy side, and ten thousand at thy right hand; but it shall not come nigh thee. 8 Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold and see the reward of the wicked. 9 Because thou hast made the LORD, which is my refuge, even the most High, thy habitation; 10 There shall no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling. 11For he shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways. 12 They shall bear thee up in their hands, lest thou dash thy foot against a stone. 13 Thou shalt tread upon the lion and adder: the young lion and the dragon shalt thou trample under feet. 14 Because he hath set his love upon me, therefore will I deliver him: I will set him on high, because he hath known my name. 15 He shall call upon me, and I will answer him: I will be with him in trouble; I will deliver him, and honour him. 16 With long life will I satisfy him, and shew him my salvation.
Last night, I meditated on these precious verses. The comfort of the Almighty’s protection is overwhelming. God is good to allow all of my children to live through that horrible accident. As I got to meditating on how good God is, I thought, no, God would have still been good if he had called one of us home to Him. I do not say these words lightly. Even now, the sounds of the screams of my children echo in my ears. Autumn’s cry for help, that I could not heed, still races through my mind. I am reminded that God is good, but a better way to say it is, His mercy was manifested by allowing me to have my children a little longer.
We are going on with normal life, although, now it is a new normal. My sister-in law from South Carolina is here to help with my children. She has done an amazing job taking over the meals, school, and, cleaning. Joshua has continued to be a blessing helping wherever needed. The other children have continued homeschooling half days.
We are keeping Autumn comfortable with pain medicine. Because of this, she is her cheerful self. Walking around, talking, and talking.  Anyone that knows Autumn, knows she can. She is sleeping well. We put her on the living room couch so we can give her medicine to her better throughout the night. We see the Surgeon on Thursday morning in Columbus. They will unwrap her hand and evaluate how well the surgery took.
I am very tired. The accident threw me behind the passenger side seat. I had my seatbelt on but, it must not have worked. From looking at the car, blood is on the seatbelt and the steering wheel. Because of being thrown, I have many aches and pains. I look like I was is a fight and lost.  I see the orthopedic doctor on the 24th to evaluate the shoulder I separated.
Thank you for all the prayer, kind word, calls, and email. Each one is very precious to us. Already we have seen God using this tragedy for good in our community. Brent, the Fire Chief of New Concord, had tears in his eyes as he told us how much he was impacted by our children’s attitudes during and after the accident.
On the funny side, Autumn kept saying, “yes sir and no sir” to the firemen and medical personel that helped her. They told her, “Honey you don’t have to call us that” her response was, “Yes sir”. Habits are hard to break.
Please continue to pray for our community, our testimony, and for many to come to a saving knowledge of Christ.
Cassandra De Leon
God reached down in love and rescued Cassandra from her sin at the age of 21: changing her life, purpose, and focus forever.
Hi!! My name is Carissa DeLeon. Daughter number three, child number four, I am 16 years old and a senior in high school. I love writing, coffee, camp, and the color red (also the red team of pretty much anything). Thanks so much for stopping by to read about my crazy, but very fun, family!!