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\n\t\"ISometimes, God has plans for us that we don’t understand.\n<\/p>\n

\n\tJust over a year ago, I was headed eastbound on our local highway I480 when a 50-ton Mack truck slammed into my driver side door while making a lane change, immediately shattering my window upon impact, causing a shower of glass to fly in over my head and into my eyes and mouth. \n<\/p>\n

\n\tIf you’ve ever heard the expression, “I feel like I was hit by a Mack truck!” I now know how that feels!  But that wasn’t even the worst of it. \n<\/p>\n

\n\tWhen I was hit, my car swung left over his right front bumper, and I was dragged 500’ feet on the frornt end of the grill of his bumper until we finally came to a stop.  I started out center lane when I was hit, but was now at a right angle, facing the median, still pinned to the bumper, gripping the steering wheel for dear life.\n<\/p>\n

\n\tAnd scared to death.\n<\/p>\n

\n\tI’ve been in minor fender benders before, but absolutely nothing like this, and never thought I would be.  I still can’t believe it happened, and in so many ways wish it never had.  I luckily was able to crawl out of the passenger door to safety and only sustained soft tissue injuries for the most part as a result.\n<\/p>\n

\n\tIf you’ve ever been in a serious car accident, I’m sure you can imagine how it felt.  So many thoughts of, “Why did I live?” penetrated my psyche and left me speechless.  With no glass in my window for protection, and no control over the force of the truck, I was at its mercy, all the while staring down its massive front end.\n<\/p>\n

\n\tI was within 6” of my life until we came barreling to a stop<\/strong> hundreds of feet later.\n<\/p>\n

\n\tSome people asked me if I blew the horn, or why didn’t I, or what did I do?  All I remember is something came over me and told me to stay calm, so I did, and held on for dear life.  In fact, I told myself to stay calm at least three times until I felt the speed of the truck finally start to decelerate.\n<\/p>\n

\n\tAt which time I could finally breathe again.\n<\/p>\n

\n\tOf course, the whole ordeal left me in a state of shock.  I barely knew what happened before I was out of my car and on the side of the road, talking to the other driver and cops.  I couldn’t feel anything at first except the gratitude I felt for being alive.\n<\/p>\n

\n\tFor someone who studies the laws of the universe over and over and over, this one got me.  Sure, I have my vibe out there, on a lot of things, but certainly not an encounter with a massive beast of a truck that nearly cost me my life.\n<\/p>\n

\n\tI thought God had other plans for me, so what gives?  Why this of all things? \n<\/p>\n

\n\tI’ve since concluded, a number of things…\n<\/p>\n

\n\tA: I’m not as in control as I think I am.  It’s true, it’s God’s timing, not mine.  Or so I found out.  If I ever doubted it before, I don’t now, so lesson learned.  No matter how bad I wanted to escape, and get as far away from that truck as possible, I had no choice but to wait it out.  All I could do was pray;\n<\/p>\n

\n\tB: The universe has a funny way of answering your prayers.  I’ve always heard you just have to know what you want, you don’t have to know how to get it, which is the hardest part for people to grasp.  [bctt tweet=”We’re so ego-based as human beings we want to have all the answers all of the time,”] and it’s hard to admit when we don’t.  The truth is though, we don’t, and we just have to accept it.  I’ve wanted a lot of things to happen that seemed impossible, and even got to the point of giving up, when suddenly, my miracle happened, and ironically, I think this is another one of those times;\n<\/p>\n

\n\tC: By all measures, I should have died.  I shouldn't be alive it was that close.  Hardly anyone could believe I didn’t, including myself, and especially the bystanders who witnessed it from start to finish.  Their faces were agape when I exited my car.  But I didn’t, which is a clear indicator<\/strong> that God does <\/em>have other plans for me. My life is clearly not over, for a reason, and I have a lot more to do before I die, which I suspected, yet why I found it so confusing at first;\n<\/p>\n

\n\tD. My life is undoubtedly a gift from God.  For all the times I took it for granted before I wouldn't dare now.  \n<\/p>\n

\n\tIn light of Easter, and Jesus’s resurrection, I guess you could say I had one of my own.  As far as I’ve come, and as much work as I’ve done, I have a lot more work to do, at understanding who I am, what I’m capable of, and why I’m here. \n<\/p>\n

\n\tI’m totally down for the ride.  I just have one request.\n<\/p>\n

\n\tMake it a lot less scary and a whole lot more fun!\n<\/p>\n

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