I had a very scary experience. I was driving by myself, on my way home from an engagement. There's a place where the road curves, and right on that curve another street with a stop sign joins it. I'm driving along, and was almost right on the curve, when on the adjoining road a little red car driven by an airhead of a teenage guy came zipping up. He didn't stop at the sign, didn't even glance in my direction, and pulled out right in front of me. I couldn't find my horn fast enough. I squealed on the brakes, and I swear, we were within a foot of each other. It was so freaky. My heart was banging so hard, it was jumping out of my chest.
Once my brain started working again, I kept thinking of how I was so close to death... and how God was so amazing and protected me.
I love being alive.