Yes yes, it's been a while since I've written. I understand that. But let me just say that college has begun to wind down and that's when the students start to wind up. In order to relax, I like to exercise. I don't know why that is, never have never will, but I've always thought of running as a therapeutic so in order to recover from an anatomy exam I went for a run. As I was going down East Campus Road, I reached the College Station intersection I stopped and hit the crossing signal (The infamous Athens "White Man") for me to be able to continue my, up to that point, lovely run. I look both ways then take about three steps into the road when I look to my left and there's a motorcycle coming full steam ahead at me. He slams his breaks, I try and stop, and luckily I was not hit I did however hit his jacket. He pulled over and asked if I was okay, which I was, I asked him how he was and how is bike was, both turned out to be in perfect condition. After that I asked him how fast he was going and he responded with "Ma'am I was going about 55 mph when I ran the light... I could've killed you."
Whenever he said that my mind shot back to what had just happened. If I had not stopped to press the turn signal, his bike would've taken me down. And at 55 mph he was right, he absolutely could have killed me.
You know those spooky times when you just get the cold sweats and chills thinking about the possibility? Well that was absolutely one of those times. I called my mom, told her what happened and as I talked the reality of the situation overwhelmed me. I began to cry and thankfully she called one of my best friends and got him to come pick me up. Whenever I would start to cry again, mom pointed out a great point (as she normally does). "Taylor, yes, you could've been killed, but you weren't God's protecting you. God's guarding you."
And there it is people. I had heard that guardian angels were real and all that, but I had never been in a situation where I narrowly missed what could have been a tragic accident by mere seconds. I had read about the stories of people not being attacked because they were being accompanied by two "unseen men", and that certainly isn't the case tonight, but I know for a fact that I was being guarded. There's no other explanation for it that that.
Being guarded has become such a real thing now. God has guarded my heart but know I am certain he is guarding my life. Thanks Mom for the talk and Zach for the Sonic. Look both ways when you're crossing the street and for goodness sakes, please don't run a red light.
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Whenever he said that my mind shot back to what had just happened. If I had not stopped to press the turn signal, his bike would've taken me down. And at 55 mph he was right, he absolutely could have killed me.
You know those spooky times when you just get the cold sweats and chills thinking about the possibility? Well that was absolutely one of those times. I called my mom, told her what happened and as I talked the reality of the situation overwhelmed me. I began to cry and thankfully she called one of my best friends and got him to come pick me up. Whenever I would start to cry again, mom pointed out a great point (as she normally does). "Taylor, yes, you could've been killed, but you weren't God's protecting you. God's guarding you."
And there it is people. I had heard that guardian angels were real and all that, but I had never been in a situation where I narrowly missed what could have been a tragic accident by mere seconds. I had read about the stories of people not being attacked because they were being accompanied by two "unseen men", and that certainly isn't the case tonight, but I know for a fact that I was being guarded. There's no other explanation for it that that.
Being guarded has become such a real thing now. God has guarded my heart but know I am certain he is guarding my life. Thanks Mom for the talk and Zach for the Sonic. Look both ways when you're crossing the street and for goodness sakes, please don't run a red light.
Live Today.
