If I had driven three seconds faster, he would've pummeled into me. I can't imagine I would've survived. This is one of those moments where you realize how little control you have over the events of your life, when you live and when you die. God is completely sovereign. Tonight, he chose for me to live. And for that, I am grateful.
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
I almost died tonight. One of those, that could've been me, I could've been dead kind of nights. I was headed home from my pastor's house. I was on 16th Street, you know the street that goes by all those mansions (in Glen Iris). Anyway, I was on a straightaway, with a sharp left curve coming up. As I'm about to make the curve, a car comes barreling through from the other direction, crosses the yellow line right at the curve, and rams into a telephone pole. The telephone pole comes completely down, falls into the street and is spewing sparks everywhere from the wires. A wire lands next to my car.