A sparing, doubtless sparing, high-end morale, just walked out of it without a scratch. That very moment pitched you to a state of so called trauma, ended abruptly just like that. Safety measures are those that kept you alive, His words are those that kept you in the walk, kept you out of doubt and fear, kept you fulfilling you purposes, and that’s worth much more than anything else.
Its half past ten driving along with cozy, breath-taking air, kept on reminiscing what happens past day, past weeks, even past months of my lives. Never cross in my mind that something that is so struckful will ever happen. Giving all hope and trust unto Him, I ended up abruptly, merely hanging on from that very fall, that very fall into the drain. It’s just nerve catching and spins filled, pressurized by the blood that drains all over inside my vessels. And suddenly, consciousness falling apart, tear away with no mercy, ended up balancing myself in the middle of nowhere, no cars, no traffics, no sounds, just the rolling of wheels, trance-state of mind wondering where am I at that moment of time………
Samaritans as described, apart from Jewish, God chosen people, with a heart full of compassions even we are the Gentiles, they are the Gentiles as well, oh gosh, just mere tears flowing down as the tracks of alphabets flowing along by my little fingers, they are those that pulled me out of that little mighty strong vehicle. But the one that safe me is the one that is much more greater than all, for He has overcome the world, and is defending the victory just as you and I. Angels do appear in our life, small and cute little angels, far away from those fairytales, far away from children tales telling by young adults sometimes, that actually blinded most of us and kept us from the truth, the way and the living One that lay down all His rights, literally stretching out His hands, saving those who are saved and yet to be saved, I do prefer the phrase yet to be rather than unsaved.
Laying down on bed, with green shirts and pyjamas-like pants, typical of ‘men’s hospital’, there am I, turning my head around, with a bit of what I had been diagnosed with, so called cerebral concussion, are those moaning sounds, sounds of life-sparing, sounds of pain oozing out from their very vocals, with imparted screws and metal plates, looks eerie to me that very moment and for the next day. Finally, I got myself crawling out from the bed, to the nearby washroom, get myself a pee, a nice peeeeee……and I was discharged soon after I just about to enjoy the free stay…xD
A life sparing moment has just begun, a journey that will reminded you and me of His love, His mercy and His thoughts and ways in our very lives. Moving on, as His words say, “Fear not, for I am with you, to the very end of the age.”. Alex