Ever had the feeling that the noise you just heard meant bad news...
Well, on the 11th of August I had that feeling and so did the rest of my family. Me, Landi and Andre were standing at the back door, chatting about something or other when we heard what sounded like a toolbox being dropped. In that one second we knew something had happened even though we've heard it a million times before. So, we run outside and found my dad with two of his fingers bending in the wrong direction. A car engine had fallen on his hand!!!
We rushed him to the hospital where he had to go into surgery, by the grace of God it was only his ring- and middle-finger that had been broken.
We ask for your prayers for a full recovery!!!