A Real Life Miracle
I had a miracle happen to me and I want to publicly testify to the goodness of God so here I go:
On Saturday I was driving up to Charlottesville when I suddenly lost control of my car (don’t remember what happened). My car flew off the road and was apparently 50 ft in the air at one point. Then it proceeded to land and flip over 4 times in the median as it rolled down the hill. I don’t remember much, but I do remember being upside down. Apparently as all of this was happening a truck driver driving an 18-wheeler was headed my way and my car was heading towards the opposing traffic. She stopped her truck in time, and used her truck to block cars from hitting mine. When I came to, this truck driver was the first person I saw. She was a registered nurse who took up driving tractor trailers in her spare time and she happened to be in town just for the weekend from Arizona. What are the chances? Lovely coincidence? No, it was God’s grace.
She stayed with me, taking care of my bloody nose and called my mom to tell her what happened. Then along came another man who was a medic but was on his day off when he saw the accident. He was able to stabilize my head and neck while we waited for the ambulance. Another coincidence? No, again, God’s grace. They told me not to move my head which it would have been impossible to do anyways because the roof was caved in, right next to my head. A few more inches and it would have been right where my head was. Another evidence of God’s grace. When the ambulance came and they pulled me out of the car and put me on the backboard, I saw my car for the first time and started crying. The whole top was smashed in, there was glass everywhere, the windshield was completely obliterated and yet I was still alive, and could feel all of my fingers and toes.
The ambulance took me to UVA hospital and during the ride I got scared because I felt really out of it. My thoughts were foggy and my head and neck were in excruciating pain. And yet, I still knew that I could feel all of my fingers and toes. Once at the hospital (after cutting off all of my clothes, including my second favorite pair of jeans and a jacket that I loved), the ran several tests including some CT scans and they all came back normal. Another evidence of grace: I was originally on my way to meet my friends Gillet and Kristian and they met me at the hospital and hung out with my for a couple of hours while we waited for my parents to come. I don’t know if I could ever put into words what you two being there meant to me. You two are amazing. Every doctor and nurse told me how “lucky” I was to even be alive, let alone uninjured for the most part. I escaped only with a minor traumatic brain injury (severe concussion) so if I’m slow to respond to email, it’s because I’m resting my brain :)
But let me tell you, I’m not lucky and I didn’t survive this because I’m a “good person”. Quite the opposite, I’m a sinner, saved by grace and the Lord who had saved my soul previously, chose Saturday to save my physical life as well. If Saturday had turned out completely differently and I had tragically died, I know for a fact that I would have been standing face to face with Jesus in heaven. I’m writing this to remind all of us that yes bad things happen all of the time to people we love and it’s extremely hard to understand, sometimes, more often than not, good things happen to people too. The same good God who could have in His goodness chosen to end my life that day, is the same God who for some reason, unbeknownst to me, chose to spare it.
So I want to shout it from the mountaintops. On Saturday, I could have died, but by God’s mercy, He protected me and I didn’t. This is a straight up miracle, there’s no other way to paint it. Too many things went “right” for this to be “by chance”. I don’t know why this happened but I definitely want to use this incident as an opportunity to tell people about the God I love and His mercies that are new every morning. Most people will go through life without ever having a near-death experience (which is good!) but God loves you just as much and is fighting for you just as much as he did for me on Saturday.
On a final note, I have been completely overwhelmed and humbled by the love my friends have shown me through this ordeal and I will be forever grateful to you all :)
Q:Hahaha! Post one image of Justin Timberlake and everyone goes crazy. Love it. Have you listened to the new song?
Sorry for the late reply. I have :) I think it’s growing on me…
You need that boy like a bowling ball dropped on you head, which means not at all. You’ve got too much to give, to live, to waste your time on him.
Superchic[k], “Bowling Ball”
Great advice on this lovely Thursday night.
I just sat and watched all 4 episodes of “Scandal”
And Olivia Pope is just…
It’s true. One of the best shows on TV right now. I know I have finals to study for but I just couldn’t help myself. #TeamFitzlivia
Looks like I’m going to need to work my way through this list because I found out I’m going to be working in New England this summer! #InternshipSwag
GPOY: Last night we had a birthday party for everyone whose birthday was in the summer at the rollerskating rink. This time I only fell once [hooray!]. It was a costume party I went dressed as a pre-teen at a sleepover. You can’t see it, but I even wore my retainer for the occasion.
Highlights from Last Day of Classes (LDOC) click on pictures to zoom
From top left:
- Free cotton candy
- Free massages
- Silent disco dance party (sooooo fun! best part by far. I’ll post a video later.)
- Bouncy slide!
- Make-your-own tie-dye Duke shirt
- Free sand art
- FREE CHIPOTLE!!! (I was first in line… of course)
- The random saxophonist who serenaded us on the Plaza
- Fun on the moon bounce
I would have to say this was the best LDOC yet. I’ve been to 5 so I’m no novice. There was so much stuff to do and the dance party was beyond fun! I missed my friends hard core, but instead of longing for the old days, I wished that they could have experienced LDOC the way it was today, because it was that good. And I didn’t even make it to the concert.
During my Latin Dance final, one of the couples did a rumba to this song and I almost started crying. I’m not quite sure why, other than I really really love this song and its so sad. Reading week/ finals is making me emotional.
You are now standing in the presence of royalty.
Last weekend, we had grad student prom for our program and I won freshman queen! I’m posting this here for a few reasons:
- For posterity; one day I want my kids to read this blog and be impressed by how cool their mom is and how they must bow down and listen to all I say because I’m way cooler than them. [I’ve already planned to have this conversation with them as soon as my oldest turns 2. No use in letting her go through life thinking I’m uncool.]
- To remind myself how much fun I had a few days ago even though now I am wallowing in mountains of work and drowning in my own tears.
- To further demonstrate my vanity.
- To make it impossible to win next year since no one would want to vote for that jerk that blogged about her win of a joke award.
- To stick it to Jamie, the girl I was runner-up to in high school in more than one beauty/ popularity contest. Look at me now, Jamie!
- To have photographic evidence that the next time I say: I never win anything! I’m lying.
Did I mention, I never win anything?