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Writing from My Heart
11/25/2008
My Death Predicted
Scary title, huh? Well, it's came true. And jsut to set the record straight, I'm not dead...yet.
If you read my past few entries you know that at the beginning of Aug. my dad and I had a motorcycle wreck on our way to work. If you haven't read the last few entries then this one probably won't make a whole lot of sense and it might benefit you to go back and read some.
2:00 am, earlier that morning, a friend of the family wakes up after having a dream that he was at the funeral for my dad and me. Cause of death: 2 counts of vehicular homicide. This friend kneels at his bed and prays his heart out not to let this dream become a reality.
So, roughly speaking, 7:00 am. My dad and I are laying on the side of the road waiting for an amblence to get to the site of the accident.
Noon. My dad is taken to a more equipped hospital for emergency hip surgery. He's in a lot of pain, but will live.
5:00 pm, the evening of the accident. I'm wheeled out of the hospital with crutches at my side and frustration in my head that I'm too shaken up to eat anything solid.
After church the next Sunday. Our friend tells mom the whole dream ordeal and we feel even more blessed to be alive and to have such good friends that don't wait till they get up at 7:30 to pray for us. |
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12/16/2008 - Untitled Comment
Wow. Just finished reading your last few posts, I'm glad that you and your dad are all right!!