Day 25
The reason you believe you’re still alive today.
I've actually thought a lot about this one over the year. There have been a few close calls in my life, such as when I was a little over a years old, I almost drown in our backyard swimming pool. the funny thing is that my older sister, Maggie, who basically saved my life by going to get our parents, got in trouble for it because they were trying to video our brother hitting a baseball and the one time he hit it, was when our mom put down the camera to listen to Maggie. And yes, most of this is on video, none of the exciting parts, just Peter not hitting the ball, the aftermath of them fishing me out of the pool and Maggie sitting in a time out. To this day she says she'll think twice before saving my life again ;D.
There was another, more recent experience, that happened back when I was living with Maggie, while her husband was deployed. We lived out in the middle of no where part of Utah. It was the middle of January and I was driving in early one morning to cover a friend's shift at work, and of course it had freshly snowed the night before. I have very little experience driving in the snow and I tend to get advice mixed up. I was following the tracks in the snow, which apparently you are not supposed to do, and just ahead I could see that they went in towards the median. It was too late to safely, so I hit it. The car started to fish tale and then swung around into the snowbank, so that the car was facing the road. Another car comes around and the guy offers me a ride back to the fire station and originally I said no, because I've heard too many stories. But, when he came back and asked a second time, I just felt like it was ok and I should go with him. By the time we got to the fire station, the fire fighters were getting a call about an accident out there, and they told me that there would enough cars out there to tow mine out of the snowbank. So, I get a ride back from this guy that stopped before. As we're driving, I noticed that the accident was really close to where my car was stuck. When we get to the line of stopped cars from the accident, I jump out and start walking towards my car. It was just starting to get light and I could just make out the two cars from the accident. One was a reddish pickup truck and the other...yeah you guessed it...was my little blue car. I started running towards the accident saying to myself, "that's my car...that's my car...that's my car." Here's the scene that I came to, this little Toyota truck, from the front bumper to it's front tires was inside my little Chevy Cavalier. My driver seat was now on top of the emergency break. I later found out that the truck had plowed into my car with enough force to move it 30-40 feet from it's original location. Yeah, even if I had seen the truck coming at me and gotten out of the car, I would have ended up under the two vehicles. I just sank into the snow and couldn't breath. I remember somebody asking me who I was and what I was doing out there, and I explained that the little blue car was mine. They looked very relieved and started yelling at another person, something about finding the other driver.
I still get chills thinking about how close I was to being in that car when the truck hit it. There was only about 5-10 minutes between me getting into that guys car and when the truck hit my car. And I know that it was the Holy Ghost telling me to get into his car, because I wouldn't have otherwise.
But why am I here now? Why didn't my life end there? Why was I not just another story on the evening news? Why did the Lord see fit to save my life and not anothers?
I can't give you a definite answer to that. Maybe it was because I needed to be here to marry my husband and have our two daughters. Maybe their lives are why I'm here now. Maybe they will grow up to do something that will alter the world as we know it.
Or maybe I still have a lot to learn from this life and it wasn't my turn to go.
I don't think I'll know the answer to this question until my life is finally over and I can look back and see what I have and have not done.
I just hope that I take this life and live it to the fullest, because I have learned that it can end in an instant. I hope that when my time comes, I'll be able to smile and feel fulfilled in my life. That I was able to do all the things I needed to do and wanted to do in the time that the Lord gave me.
30 Days of Truth Challenge
There was another, more recent experience, that happened back when I was living with Maggie, while her husband was deployed. We lived out in the middle of no where part of Utah. It was the middle of January and I was driving in early one morning to cover a friend's shift at work, and of course it had freshly snowed the night before. I have very little experience driving in the snow and I tend to get advice mixed up. I was following the tracks in the snow, which apparently you are not supposed to do, and just ahead I could see that they went in towards the median. It was too late to safely, so I hit it. The car started to fish tale and then swung around into the snowbank, so that the car was facing the road. Another car comes around and the guy offers me a ride back to the fire station and originally I said no, because I've heard too many stories. But, when he came back and asked a second time, I just felt like it was ok and I should go with him. By the time we got to the fire station, the fire fighters were getting a call about an accident out there, and they told me that there would enough cars out there to tow mine out of the snowbank. So, I get a ride back from this guy that stopped before. As we're driving, I noticed that the accident was really close to where my car was stuck. When we get to the line of stopped cars from the accident, I jump out and start walking towards my car. It was just starting to get light and I could just make out the two cars from the accident. One was a reddish pickup truck and the other...yeah you guessed it...was my little blue car. I started running towards the accident saying to myself, "that's my car...that's my car...that's my car." Here's the scene that I came to, this little Toyota truck, from the front bumper to it's front tires was inside my little Chevy Cavalier. My driver seat was now on top of the emergency break. I later found out that the truck had plowed into my car with enough force to move it 30-40 feet from it's original location. Yeah, even if I had seen the truck coming at me and gotten out of the car, I would have ended up under the two vehicles. I just sank into the snow and couldn't breath. I remember somebody asking me who I was and what I was doing out there, and I explained that the little blue car was mine. They looked very relieved and started yelling at another person, something about finding the other driver.
I still get chills thinking about how close I was to being in that car when the truck hit it. There was only about 5-10 minutes between me getting into that guys car and when the truck hit my car. And I know that it was the Holy Ghost telling me to get into his car, because I wouldn't have otherwise.
But why am I here now? Why didn't my life end there? Why was I not just another story on the evening news? Why did the Lord see fit to save my life and not anothers?
I can't give you a definite answer to that. Maybe it was because I needed to be here to marry my husband and have our two daughters. Maybe their lives are why I'm here now. Maybe they will grow up to do something that will alter the world as we know it.
Or maybe I still have a lot to learn from this life and it wasn't my turn to go.
I don't think I'll know the answer to this question until my life is finally over and I can look back and see what I have and have not done.
I just hope that I take this life and live it to the fullest, because I have learned that it can end in an instant. I hope that when my time comes, I'll be able to smile and feel fulfilled in my life. That I was able to do all the things I needed to do and wanted to do in the time that the Lord gave me.
30 Days of Truth Challenge
Day 26.)Have you ever thought about giving up on life? If so, when and why?
Day 27.)What’s the best thing going for you right now?
Day 28.)What if you were pregnant or got someone pregnant, what would you do?
Day 29.)Something you hope to change about yourself. And why.
Day 30.)A letter to yourself: tell yourself EVERYTHING you love about yourself.
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