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I Almost Died…is that so bad?

July 18, 2018

I could have died today. It could have been me who hydroplaned and crashed into the barrier walls, totaling both the front and rear of the vehicle. It could have been me who spun out and was almost smashed by on-coming traffic. When I saw the slick roads, I let off the gas and slowed. I was going faster than the car just behind me, yet somehow it was they who lost control and careened across traffic. Glancing into the rear view mirror I saw them smash into the wall when I was too far away to be of any help, and then they spun around and hit the opposite wall−only narrowly escaping being T-boned by the next car in line. The first thought through my mind after I recovered from what I’d just witnessed were the lyrics to a song:


It should have been me

It should have been us

That should have been there hanging on a Cross.

Just leaves me saying Thank God for the ‘should have been’.*


Only His mercy sustains me in a broken world fraught with hazards and the peril of death. I feel very like a little fly, for whom the world is vast, and treacherous, and full of the imminent perils of death. Anything could take out a little bug like that. I am small and vulnerable. Indeed, I was almost smashed like a bug a few months ago. A small group of us were driving through the labyrinth that is Cincinnati, Ohio, when we suddenly realized that we had to merge in short order. Following the leaders in the car ahead, my friend and I had no idea that we were about to be crushed by the semi next to us. After a brief moment of deliberation, she hit the gas and was able to get in front of traffic. Little did we know that our friends just ahead were looking back in horror. Making it through, we pulled up next to them so they could see us having a good laugh. All we saw in return were wide eyes and worry. They thought we were goners. We were oblivious. We could have died, yet there we were laughing in blissful ignorance. Mercy given.

Sitting down with my Bible Club girls this evening and I tell them about the crash. We talk about life and death. About how the devil comes to “steal, kill, and destroy” (John 10:10) this one abundant life we’ve been given to live for the glory of the Lord. We talk about what a life well lived would look like to us. What do we want out of life? What are our dreams and desires? Does God care about them? Does He care about this one life we have to live? How does the devil try to keep us from living our one life for Christ alone?

I don’t always understand the mercies of God−why He chose to keep me grounded while the other person spun out.

But this I know−His is trustworthy. His character is impeccable and of the utmost integrity. His lavish mercies are new every morning. No matter how big He is, or how small I am, He takes time to keep my tires on the ground, to pull me out of a semi sandwich, to make Himself known in the most intimate and tender ways, and to restore hope to the internal bleedings of a wounded heart. This one life we have is swiftly fading and may perhaps be swiftly taken. Let us live our one, graciously given life well. Eternity in the perfected presence of the Lord is our reward.

Life, if properly viewed in any aspect, is great, but mainly great when viewed in its relation to the world to come. −Albert Barnes

For we know that if the earthly tent which is our house is torn down, we have a building from God, a house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens. For indeed in this house we groan, longing to be clothed with our dwelling from heaven, inasmuch as we, having put it on, will not be found naked. For indeed while we are in this tent, we groan, being burdened, because we do not want to be unclothed but to be clothed, so that what is mortal will be swallowed up by life. Now He who prepared us for this very purpose is God, who gave to us the Spirit as a pledge.

Therefore, being always of good courage, and knowing that while we are at home in the body we are absent from the Lord−or we walk by faith, not by sight−we are of good courage, I say, and prefer rather to be absent from the body and to be at home with the Lord. Therefore we also have as our ambition, whether at home or absent, to be pleasing to Him.

−2 Corinthians 5:1-9 NASB



*Citizen Way – ‘Should’ve Been Me’ Official Lyric Video.” YouTube, YouTube, 27 July 2012,

One Comment leave one →
  1. Heather permalink
    July 20, 2018 8:21 pm

    I love it!! Very true and a good reminder! I never heard these stories….scary…but praise the Lord!!!

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