| Jul. 2nd, 2006 @ 02:14 am One to tell the kids |
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Ready to hear a crazy story? It's 100% true, and it happened last night, you sure you're ready? All right, here it comes.
So I was driving home from a night out with Ashley Saturday night, and started to feel realy tired. I decided I was gonna pull off the highway soon and take a nap to be safe. I got to the 264th exit and chose to try and make it to the 232nd exit, where they have a better rest spot. About 10 seconds after making that decision I fell asleep. I was going about 120 in the left lane. I woke up to my car hitting a dip in the grass to the side of the road, lauched into the air for a few seconds, and landed in the grass. I jammed on my brakes, confused, and slid down this grassy area for a bit, really don't know how long, could have been like 2 or 3 seconds, or 10, and stopped when my car hit the side of a ravine at the bottom. When my mind started to make sense of things, I noticed my car was tilted quite a bit sideways, the front window was all cracked, one of the side windows was smashed to bits by my club, and the airbads had gone off. There was also smoke coming from my hood, but I don't know what that's about yet. So I climbed out the window and walked up the embankment to the side of the highway, and called 911 and my mom. As I was waiting around I explored my trail of destruction - I rubbed out a big path in the grass, and took a nice little chunk out of the hill I hit. I also noticed I missed a telephone pole by about 1 foot. So in the end, I was standing there at 5 am, this huge path of destruction - that ran super close to this telephone pole - a big bump before it that had launched my car clear into the air, and a ravine about 50 meters down that had my car awkwardly positioned in it. And I wasn't hurt, at all - I had bit my lip a bit, and my neck was a bit sore today, but other than that I'm completely fine. If I had hit that bump a few feet differently each way, I probably could have flipped my car - if I had been a couple feet more to the right, I would have hit a wood telephone pole head on at around 100km/h. It's pretty tough to imagine, being totally unharmed, but I could very well have died last night. I mean my bank account is pretty screwed from what I'm gonna have to pay in insurance now, but that's not a big deal. What's important is that I found out last night that I still have a purpose that needs to be fulfilled - imagine hitting a jump going 120km/hr, flying past a pole and hurtling down an embankment into a ravine, and then walking up a hill and waiting like nothing happened, the only unconfortable thing being your crappy allergies acting up. I am so blessed. And I also know that God's telling me no more screwing around, every day you get I have given you, make sure you make use of every one. And I think this message was for more than just me.
I feel pretty much normal since it all happened, I had a good long sleep when I got home, and kept with my plans as usual saturday night - but I had a brief bit of time tonight, right before I went home again, where Ashley started crying and said 'I almost lost you' and it hit me right then for the first time how close it actually was. There are so many mistakes we make, so many small lapses in judgement, that we just walk away from and let them slip from our minds as we go back to our normal lives. I made one little slip of judgement, chose to try and make it one more exit when I knew I was nodding off, and it near killed me. This is after I spent the last few months praying lots ever day, took risks for God and tried to find more purpose in what I did, put more effort into people and lasting things, gave up alcohol until at least the end of this year at trinity, cut my video game time by 98%, and started to find true signs of some things I needed to do some days - and ironically, it's a culmination of all these things that exhausted me so much over the last while. One could say that Satan set this up as an attack against me for doing lots of good, which may be true, but whether or not it is doesn't change the facts. No matter how much good I do, I'm not invincible, and not infallible, I'm still a human, I still make mistakes. But on the flip side, no matter how much I screw up, I'm always in God's hands, and he decides what happens - I'm glad he decided I can stick around here, and unharmed at that. This quote comes to mind.
"People are often unreasonable, illogical, and self-centered; Forgive them
anyway. If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives;
Be kind anyway. If you are successful you will win some false friends and
true enemies; Succeed anyway. If you are honest and frank, people may cheat
you; Be honest and frank anyway. What you spend years building, someone
could destroy overnight; Build anyway. If you find serenity and happiness,
they may be jealous; Be happy anyway. The good you do today, people will
often forget tomorrow; Do good anyway. Give the world the best you have, and
it may never be enough; Give the world the best you've got anyway. You see,
in the end, it is between you and God; It was never between you and them
anyway." -Mother Teresa
I know it doesn't really directly apply, but I'd add in 'sometimes you try really hard and screw up along the way; try hard anyway' because it's between me and God, and He was between me and that pole.
Oh, and I also learnt I need to sleep more. |
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