October 21. This date will forever be filled with so much meaning and emotion. Not because it’s my sister’s birthday. Because, it’s the someone-who-I-love-is-alive-still day, the God-spared-seven-people’s-lives day, the God-is-a-miracle-worker day, the I’m-so-incredibly-grateful-we-have-a-God-who-is-our-protector day.
Exactly two years ago, I witnessed an incredible event. There was a four-wheeler wreck that very seriously injured someone I count as family. He should have died. Me and two of my sisters were also on the four-wheeler, plus three other people. (I am going to add that we were not going fast at all when the wreck happened; it was a complete accident.) We all should have died or been seriously injured, but no one but him was hurt beyond minor scratches and/or bruises.
Because of this, I will never again ride a four-wheeler. Not because I’m scared; because I’m smart. I cried myself to sleep many, many nights afterward. I have never cried so much in my entire life. It effected me very deeply. New fears popped up, so intense I didn’t know if I would ever overcome them. I have no doubt I experienced at least a slight PTSD for awhile after the wreck.
It was uncontrollable sobbing, traumatic, heart-wrenching, and downright terrifying. Someone who means so much to me was so close to losing his life. Why was this incredible, you ask? I’ll tell you why; because he didn’t. Because, God worked too many miracles to count in order to spare him. To spare us. That is incredible.
Was it still hard? Absolutely. It was the worst time of my life. But, God moved miraculously in the recovering process, mentally and physically. With God, I overcame the newfound fears and emotions quicker than I ever could have on my own. He changed me for the better; he changed us all for the better. I am more cautious, yes, but now I try to love more and not take for granted the people in my life. It truly changed my perspective on my relationship with God, as well. The fact that, literally any moment I could be taken from this life, became so real to me.
God took every bit of tragedy and made it into a miraculous event. Beauty for ashes, so to speak. There is much more to the story than I could ever portray with just written words. I would love to sit down and tell you all the miracles that we saw. As I said, there were too many to even count! I give God all the glory!
I want to say to all of you who are reading this— never become careless simply because, “That will never happen to me!” Because that is exactly what we all thought. Do me a favor and treasure the people you love, before they are gone; you never know how long you’ll get to keep them!
I hope you all understand what I’m trying to say, and I hope you can learn the lessons I learned without the experience I had. Also, I want to say a huge thank you to all who prayed for him during that time! And, thank you Jesus for all the blessings and miracles You have given us!🙌