My first memory was driving sixty-seven miles per hour on the freeway, any other day, just going through the ride.
My next memory, my windows were gone, there was a board by my head, car was on its side.
I had had a seizure, unpredictable, weird, I had taken my pills.
But when it comes to miracles, life has had its fills.
I don’t remember a thing, but I probably should be dead from what I was told,
I crossed three lanes of traffic without hitting anyone, anyone hitting me, took down fifty feet of wooden fence, nicked a telephone pole and rolled.
What I had to show was nothing more than cuts on my hands and losing a rig I liked a lot.
But walking away from what I did alive, I shouldn’t complain is what I thought.
A board came through my windshield and went between my door and seat, inches to my left.
There is no way to deny I got thoroughly blessed.
Born five weeks early, thirteen weeks in the hospital, couldn’t breathe on my own.
Now these lungs are sending me three miles in twenty minutes when I get in the zone.
Red gushes out of my mouth as I vomit up blood, am thrown into mom’s car,
And driven like a bat out of hell to the ER.
The back of my throat burst open, doctors dive into me right away,
But two weeks later, the stitches they used gave way.
A repeat of the earlier, another emergency drive
As mother and doctors work against the clock to keep me alive.
Two weeks later, and what should happen for a third time?
The stitches break and out of my mouth comes the red slime.
They used medical glue this go around,
And this time, it kept the blood down.
I’ve had too many close calls to deny
I am in the King of Glory’s all seeing eye.
I hope my life and His miracles in such
May testify to God and His healing touch
It is hard to argue chance alone is why I stand,
For if statistics alone governed the universe, a thousand times over I’d be buried in the sand
No; God has saved me, in this life and the one to come
I will not apologize that you cannot convince me otherwise based on where I am from.
- Author: JWKP98 ( Offline)
- Published: May 21st, 2018 18:04
- Comment from author about the poem: I would like to let you know I had gone nearly two years seizure free on my medication before my accident, so I was legal and presumably safe to drive at the time of. Since, I have of course lost my license and my dose has been doubled; I would not be stupid enough to drive anyway, rest assured. I of course know and appreciate the work humans, namely the doctors and my mother, put in to save my life and keep me alive. I am simply arguing that it alone should not have been enough and God must have had a hand in it. I am not denying science, either; I am simply arguing we have laws of physics, laws have authors, God is that author and laws can be broken. Yes, of course, I know bad things still happen, I've lived through plenty, but I believe it is ultimately according to His will or He still uses His will in tragedies that are not. I pray you may appreciate God's work in my life and yours and continue to watch it unfold with me. I will not claim to have lived the life most pleasing to God, either; I am in no way a perfect man. God and His blessings be with you.
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