I Actually Wouldn't Have Minded

Last night, I was driving up to Paso for my sister's graduation. I was driving along Highway 46 at a fair clip (about 65 mph). Now, Hwy 46 is a crazy, dangerous highway. It's one lane each direction for 60 miles (the stretch I drive), seemingly flat and straight, but with subtle curves, rises, and dips that wreak havoc with your line of sight. Passing is a risky proposition, which has led to many traffic accidents. What's worse, if you tend to be a bit cautious about people in the other lane passing when they shouldn't, it almost always looks like someone is doing so, even when they aren't.

So when I saw a line of traffic approaching me at about 8:45 pm, it of course looked like someone was trying to pass the lead semi. I instinctively edged to the right of my lane and tried to see more clearly where everyone was. At maybe 100 yards, everything snapped into focus. There really was someone passing a semi, headed straight for me. Fortunately, I play a lot of video games, so my reflexes are good and my instincts sharp. I dodged onto the shoulder, which was amazingly wide enough for my car, flew past the SUV, then slid right back into my lane.

I glanced in my rear view mirror, saw their brake lights, and realized that this had really just happened! I shouted "Thank you God!" four times, screamed that I hated highway 46, turned off my music, and gasped for breath as I kept driving. Moments later, my phone rang. It was my mom.

"Hi mom."
"Hi, honey. How are you?"
"Well..."

After our short conversation, I thought about things again, and realized that me vs SUV head-on at at least 135 mph relative velocity would definitely have meant my death. And as I realized that I would have been content to die, had things gone differently.

Months ago, when George died, Chris mentioned that he overcame his fear of death through the experience. When he said so, I realized I would not be content to die at all, and had prayed that I would gain the revelation of heaven that change that. It seems I have done so. That that I'm wanting to die, of course! I love life! But if I were to die, that would be fine by me...I'd be going home.


Oh, one other detail to note. Almost all of Hwy 46 has no shoulder, and there often is a deep trench to the side of the road. That there was a shoulder, and enough of one to take my entire car, is definitely the hand of God.

PS: Thank you to anyone who had prayed for my safety as of late, and to anyone who had a sudden urge to pray for me at the time this happened (8:45 PST [GMT -8:00], June 12). You guys saved my life.