Life truly is a journey. The decision to write this blog was and is a part of my journey. There is so much to learn in the social media world. There is so much to learn in life!
Along my life journey I’ve experienced 2 distinct times that God let me know He isn’t finished with me yet. I only share this story on occasion, when it seems relevant to what someone else is going through. Interestingly, my heart feels a sense to share it now with my growing number of blog friends.
When I graduated high school (many moons ago), I had plans to go away to a college in another state. However, my “fairytale romance” was blooming with my Prince Charming, so I decided to attend a local college. We met at church when I was only fifteen and now were starting to take the friendship to a deeper level. We got engaged in April, a month before my twentieth birthday. All seemed perfect.
We were due to be married in September of that year. My friends gave us a lovely bridal shower one month before the wedding. We had bought a small home in July. I was taking the shower gifts to our new place, then heading home to my parents’ house.
I was only about a quarter mile from our subdivision entrance when I was involved in a horrible car accident. I was life-flighted to a local hospital. During the flight, I had to be resessitated by the EMC workers.
My parents were first told that I probably wouldn’t live, then that if I did, I’d be in a vegetative state. I was in a coma. As the doctors came to understand, my family didn’t give up on me. They believed in the power of prayer. I was out of the coma within 4 days and out of the hospital within 8 days.
During the time I was in a coma, I had what many call a near-death experience. I remember driving my car, then all of a sudden being in a dark tunnel. There was a bright light at the end of the tunnel, which seemed to be drawing me nearer to it. Once I reached the end of the tunnel, I stepped into the light. It’s hard to describe because I didn’t see anything green, but I felt as if I were in a garden. I saw beings of light, angels if you will, floating all around. Then a figure came to me, but I couldn’t see his face, but sensed it was Jesus. All he said to me was “I’m not finished with you, yet”. Then I woke up in the hospital.
Fast forward 12 years, I was driving to my parents’ house after my marriage to my Prince Charming had just fallen apart. The route to my parents’ took me on a curvy road, which crossed a small lake. I sped the car up to around 70 mph, hoping to end it all in that lake. Suddenly, I heard a soft voice in my heart say “I am still not finished with you, yet”. I slowed the car down in shock. I prayed aloud, “I’m sorry God, I’ll do whatever it is that you want”.
My husband says that I have to be completely transparent to be a creditable blogger. Although, I firmly believe that we can’t let our past limit the future we have, it does help mold who we are. I chose to share this story to let you know I’ve been there. My first Happily Ever After ended in divorce. Fortunately, God has helped me learn from my past and gave me a second chance. I am so thankful that we get redo opportunities in this thing called life.
Stay tuned for more stories of life, not just mine.