#life-experience

There were 3 incidents today that nearly took my life, but I'll share one of them that really impacted me. One of them being that I should've died on highway 395 at 7:23pm tonight. You see, after the shooting that occurred on that freeway, the roads were blocked in Ridgecrest and it confused a lot of the drivers on the road tonight. I, myself was certainly lost, and ended up having to take a small highway as a detour to get back home. Shortly after I merged onto the highway, I found myself alongside a large semi-truck and suddenly found that there was a fishtailing car swerving into my lane, about to hit me with a sure-to-be devastating collision at approximately 70mph. Because I was trapped beside the big-rig, I had no place to go other than brace myself for the impact. All I remember is the deafening screeches of the other car's brakes skidding towards my windshield and closing my eyes tightly, breathing in my last breath in an attempt to brace myself for the sure-to-be-crash. My last thought in that split-second was: "God, I hope this doesn't hurt;I hope I don't feel anything." The screeching brakes skidded past my window, and the car had barely missed me by less than 5 inches-- he had spun out at least three times behind me, luckily missing other cars or obstacles. I opened my eyes and looked ahead of me, the road completely clear, the big rig behind me a little ways back and no one in front of me. I'm telling you-- I was supposed to die, by all logistical means, by the crazy odds, I SHOULD have died, and I didn't. I guess I'm telling you all this because I have no idea how I'm alive, how I (or the car) came out of this experience unscathed. I can only say that divine intervention took place at 7:23pm tonight on highway 395, and that I am alive. Thank you for all those who have the faith to pray for me, because I'm not so sure that I would have made it today without it.