I could have died today

Today was pretty interesting. I woke up and Ron was reading Brother Yun, the book I'd been asking him to "look" at for ages. Great.

I got up, did my God Time, and made up several bags of candy. I checked my inventory and ensured I had the Spanish candy, too. Beep, beep, time to go.

We went to the warehouse store. I handed out tons of candy and one employee just walked up and asked. Wonderful! I am always happy to share. I bought candy bars and pastry, paid up and left. Ron and I waited outside.

One of the Metrolift Yellow cabs pulled up. It's a Dodge Ram minivan, with the back row taken out to make room for a wheelchair. It was just the driver, an older lady in the front seat, Ron in the back passenger seat, and I sat behind the driver. We got on the freeway.

As we approached the interchange, a black Lincoln SUV suddenly cut across several lanes of traffic, headed our way. Thanks to quick driver reflexes it DID NOT hit me.

I thought. Huh. I could have died today. I took a minute to consider any possible regrets. [shrug] Don't have any. I would have been glad I gave candy to everyone this morning, including the front seat passenger.

Speaking of, the front seat passenger had a meltdown, shouting and carrying on. Yes, we almost got hit. BUT WE DIDN'T GET HIT. Besides, YOU would have been fine, I would have been the one on the Lifeflight.

It reminded me of something that happened to a message board friend of mine named Kevin. Kevin was a Messianiac Jew. He was Jewish, and believed that Jesus was his Lord and Savior. He was a very intelligent, friendly, easygoing guy.

He used to comment on his elbow problems occasionally. He worked the soundboard for a Christian crusade, and had tripped and fallen while carrying a heavy piece of equipment. The fall destroyed his left elbow. He got up, dragged the equipment into place, and worked the boards that night. He was very proud of the fact that over 200 people got saved.

He had some work done on the elbow, but he was not interested in the 17 operations it would have taken to get it back to normal. He worked as an air traffic controller at a major airport, so the elbow wasn't vital to his job. He chatted a lot in the chat room and had a lot of good answers for the younger Christians.

Anyway, one night he got in the chat room and seemed really shaken. "I almost died tonight". What? "I was in a horrible wreck on my way home from work, one-car accident. The EMT'S said I should have died, but I didn't. I just sat there crunched against the steering wheel, and kept thinking about some things I needed to do. I needed to talk to my wife, my daughter's fiance, and I needed more life insurance."

I remember feeling a sense of confirmation that God only takes us when it's our time, no sooner, no later. It wasn't his time. Kevin finished up his business. He got the life insurance and let his family know how much he loved them.

A few months later, he died of a massive heart attack. He never woke up.

I could have died today. If I had, I'd have no regrets. I just hope a family member would hand out all those Bibles in the computer room closet.