Tuesday, January 20, 2004

How many times have you cheated death?

It was three times for me.

Not once did "my life flash past my eyes", and not once did anything I could have done pulled myself out from the dire situation I had placed myself in. Variously I would have either been a car bumper ornament, in a few thousand little pieces or roadkill, in that chronological order. No, not in order of gore.

Yet, I am still, not only here, but in one piece, none the worse for my adventures, musing and mulling.

And perhaps at 3am, I wonder why I am still kicking around; sometimes I call it living on borrowed time. In a sense maybe my time isn't up yet, maybe I am meant for other things yet to come. Or maybe......what else, who knows?

It too, would be good, then, to realize that the three chances I have had, are three chances that I seek to justify being gifted with, and to make full use of.

I may not have a religion but I do believe in God, and paradoxically the more I believe in God, the less I believe in religion.

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