Thankfulness…
You know, a lot happens in your head when you get in a car wreck.
After unavoidably hitting a truck that didn’t wait at its stop, I experienced looking at a car in which there is no logical reason why myself and the others inside should be so…untouched…so fine. It is an odd feeling, realizing that you and the ones you love should be mangled, but you walk away laughing together.
The biggest danger is the what-ifs that bring tears to the eyes. The only moment of near emotional breakdown was when I imagined in my head what I could have…SHOULD have rather…turned and seen in the seat next to me. Visions of a mangled and bloody boyfriend can shake you. But the thing is…that didn’t happen. So it causes a person to be more thankful then they ever have been before. Thank you, Jesus. It really shows that…He’s there…and His hands are kind. Death was cheated on our accounts. My heart was filled with such overwhelming thankfulness for a moment. Then I realized something…
That should be my attitude every day.
Because, every day death is cheated on my account, death of an even worse kind. An eternal one. An even more torturous one. But I am free with barely a scrape, and so is my man. We have been given life where death should have been certain.
How easily we forget the degree of what we’ve been given. Change my heart, oh God.
