The DOA Who Made It!

<p>It was a warm sunny Tuesday afternoon. I was waiting at the red light at a busy interchange when another motorcycle pulled up next to me in the same lane also now waiting to go home or to a friend's house or maybe shopping. The very next thing he did was watch me fly like a circus aerial act bouncing off car roof tops and sailing all the way across the huge intersection. </p> <p>With no prior intention I was on my way to meet my maker and face up to the life that I had been living until then-all initiated by a drunk in an old four-door sedan who had no plans on even slowing down.</p> <p>Resuscitated over and over on the asphalt I was eventually rushed to the hospital where my wife was repeatedly told that I would not be alive much longer. Not being a believer of that kind of talk she took peace in her heart that I would survive to be with her and our two little boys.</p> <p>Now having been comatose for two weeks I awoke frightened and was told that I had little hope of much of a recovery. I was then confronted with Jesus himself right there in that hospital room.</p> <p>What He asked me over and over at that point clarified my beliefs and gave me the confidence to continue on. I call that encounter a pure miracle and thank God that I was The DOA Who Made It!</p>