I
have been thinking that all of our lives could be different because of one
second. Some time we all have experienced something that may have changed us
for the rest of our lives.
I
remember once driving in Tacoma in a split of a second or two I may have been
in a car accident or three. I was heading to downtown Tacoma where three cars
in those seconds I could have been hit by at least one of them if not all
three. The possibility was great if I had been hit by the first car that the
other two would have been involved in the accident too. With three cars
involved a greater chance of a bad injury would have been likely.
About
three years ago on highway 16 heading west on my way home a tanker truck and a
pickup truck were almost involved in a collision that I could have been right
in the center of it all. It had been raining the pickup truck was going faster
than me and passed right by me. He did not realize the tanker truck was only a
short distance in front of him. Since I was able to view the scene in front of
me I slowed down however the tanker truck swerved and then came to a stop
sideways. The pickup was able to stop and get onto the side. There was another
vehicle that had to make a sudden stop as well. I am not sure what happened
after that though I was a bit shaken up I continued on my way home which was
less than ten minutes. I am sure all three drivers had to relax for several
minutes since they likely more shaken than I was. Another case what may have
happened in a second. I am sure everyone has gone through a similar situation a
few times. I call it a miracle or at least mercy and grace.
I
did experience a situation when I was four years old where a second made a big
difference in my life. I could have had my life totally changed around. Being
four years old I had no idea really what I was doing however I decided to cook
eggs on the stove when my pajamas caught on fire. My sister Barb twelve at the
time was not too far away from the kitchen screamed out for help. Mother came
with a blanket and smothered the flames. Dad than rushed me to Mary Bridge
Children Hospital in Tacoma going over ninety miles an hour across the Tacoma
Narrows Bridge. Mother told me years later a second delay or more I would have
either been dead or at least a scar on my face. I have seen other children with
scars on their face and I am so thankful that scar is only on my right side of
stomach and under my right arm pit. Still I was in the hospital for six weeks
with a 104 temperature most of that time.
I
am sure we all have heard other stories that turned out this way when a second
could have made a more tragic ending. In fact we have heard stories that turned
into being very tragic and one second earlier may have made a different
outcome.
So
be thankful for a second that turned your life into a better ending where grace
and mercy entered in. It is so hard to know the answer for some of us had a
good ending while others did not. I am here today for what I would call a
miracle. I can share this with anyone who wants to listen. We need to be
thankful for every second we have in this life.