The world slowed down.
I was driving slower.
The things my kids did were more precious than usual.
I saw life snuffed out.
I realized it could be me.
I had a new perspective on life.
We had eaten yummy food, minus the gritty cookie. :-) The fellowship had been great. The games were fun and we had laughed, cheered and giggled the night through. It had been so much fun we didn't want to leave, but, as it was already WAY past our kids bedtimes, we said our goodbyes and left.
We pulled out onto the road. (It was only a short distance to our home.) Then I saw something weird. I saw a person flipping through the air. I wondered what crazy teenagers were doing cartwheels near the sidewalk and so near the street. Then it hit me. It wasn't a cartwheel.
A motorcycle had lost control and turned into our side of the traffic. He had flipped unto a truck's windshield and cartwheeled into the air and hit the ground. We believe he died instantly. I don't believe he was wearing a helmet.
Jeremy turned our car to block traffic and put it in park. Then he threw the phone at me. "Call 9-1-1!" He said. I was in SHOCK. I couldn't remember how to make a phone call on his Smart Phone. I was looking through contacts. "Jer, I can't figure it out." ...but He was already racing to the scene. It took me a minute but I was able to finally figure it out. I called. It was BUSY. Our friends who were a few seconds behind us showed up and they threw their phone at me too. No one could get though. I kept calling, while our friends directed traffic.
Finally after about 7 minutes someone found the number for the TPD and was able to get through that way. The police, fire and rescue and ambulances showed up within minutes of the call. We tried to keep calm and process what had happened.
Jer was busy trying to help and calm the young man who had been in the truck. The driver of the truck came out physically okay, but not mentally. Thankfully, it wasn't his fault, but he couldn't process that he had just hit and killed someone.
After a few minutes, our friend Cody drove down the street to our other friends to grab some water for the young man. He was in shock.
By the time it was all said and done, and we were home, it was around midnight.
The whole night was a NIGHTMARE. I started having a panic attack after we settled in bed and I prayed and prayed. I asked God to help the young man, I asked him to help give us and our friends peace. I prayed for the family of the man that was hit.
Now a day later, the world has slowed down. I keep wondering if that man knew Jesus. I pray that the young man alive will get to know Jesus. I see how, in a blink of an eye, your whole life can change.
God doesn't owe us another day. Praise Jesus, if I had been the one to die, I know I would be in heaven right now, but what about you? What about your neighbor? What about friends? What about your family? Do they know Him? How would you meet Him? Are you ready? I'm sure that motorcyclist wasn't thinking "tonight is the night." GOD, MAY WE BE READY TO MEET YOU AT ANY GIVEN MINUTE!
Friends, I beg you. After, what I saw last night, it takes only one small second. It could have been a rock in the road. It could have been a drink he had. It could have been wet pavement. It could have been anything.
Please know that there is a God! There is a heaven, There is a hell but there is HOPE. Hope's name is Jesus. John 3:16 "For God so loved the world, that He gave HIS only begotten son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life"
Through the blood of Jesus we can have eternal life through him. Please get to know him. Please! The other option was not made for you. He doesn't want you to go there. HE LOVES YOU. That is why God sent his ONLY son Jesus. So that you could be free! There is hope, call on HIM today! Tell your friends TODAY! - Rejoicing in the Present
NOTE *This post was written two weeks ago. The day after the accident.