As many of you already know, about a fortnight ago my brother set off to work a shift with Umeå Scenteknik, but at the warehouse, a pallet and a crate fell on him from a height of two meters and struck him in the face and on his foot.
God was truly watching over him as it could have been so much worse. If the pallet had struck farther up on his head his skull could have fractured; a little more to the left or the right his glasses could have cracked and gone into his eyes; a little lower down and he could have suffered a crushed windpipe. The pallet hit him squarely on the nose, on the bridge of his glasses (which, by the way, my uncle the optician had only days earlier joked that they looked like "protective goggles"), and he needed only two stitches to secure the skin. The cut is now almost healed completely with very little scarring.
As I write this, he is in the Akademiska Sjukhuset in Uppsala for said surgery. Thank you for praying. Please continue to pray for his recovery.
(P.S. His glasses survived without a scratch.)