Last night which as time moves further away becomes more of a jumbled blur was the scariest night of my life. It was like that defining moment that really made me grateful for my life. Like legit I woke up this morning extremely happy and grateful that I had neck pain.
Silly right? Not quite...
I drove past where it happened and there was about a foot from where my tire tracks were and a metal guard rail. Ten inches defined my life. Ten inches was the biggest blessing to date. It was unreal driving past it. I made off with a extremely stiff neck a case of the shakes and a cracked bumper, and ten inches was the deciding factor. God gave me those ten inches to do something great with my life.
I'm not going to lie, I've been guilty of taking life for granted. This isn't something to play around with. It's delicate. It's very fragile... and in a single instant in can end. AS it was all happening, moments flew past, it was much like the movies where your life flashes before your eyes. You have no idea what's going to happen, you have no control. You are at the mercy of Heavenly Father and Gravity.
He took his hand and drifted me ten inches. Ten inches I've never been more thankful for. Ten inches is about the height of a soda bottle. Now turn that soda bottle sideways and then you'll get a better perception of what the heck I'm talking about.
10 inches was enough space Heavenly father gave me. 10 inches was my second chance at life.
The Artist-
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