I count today as my 3rd birthday.
My first birthday was when I was born physically.
The second was when I gave my life to the Lord & He gave me a new heart.
24 years ago today I was in a bad car accident.
"I cried unto to the Lord with my voice and He heard me out of His holy ear." (from "Thou O Lord")
I really did. While my car was spinning out of control into oncoming highway traffic, I looked right up into His face and called to Him, "Oh, God!!!"
He heard me and I did not die.
Some driving past thought, "Someone must have died in this horrible accident." Some prayed for me. Some came to see me in the hospital. Some nearly passed out in the hall. Some sent flowers and cards.
I thought, "If I were dead, this wouldn't hurt so much - but my poor new husband Stan."
Some doctors said, "If this, if that, if only ________, you would have died." Then several used their God-given skills to put me back together so that eventually all my parts worked the right way again.
Some others looked at everything and said, "God is not finished with you yet."
So I lived.
And I said, "Thank You, God for LIFE. This life is Yours, whatever You give me to do."
Happy Birthday to me.
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