UNCONSCIOUS ON IMPACT
Possible allegory. Unconscious on impact. A few months ago I was in a head on collision (some of you knew and some of you know now), and I was unconscious on impact. I believe that unconsciousness at the moment, in itself, could have been a gift considering the circumstances. The last thing I remember was a faint whisper from inside, "GOD PLEASE HELP ME..." in the dark silence, right before complete unconsciousness. (Lights out) Minutes later awoke, took a breath, began to cry... as I realized God had given me life. I had no memory of why I was a bloody mess. Of course, after a few seconds it was very clear to me that I had been in an accident and I was unable to move or help myself. There was nothing for me to do, but be still and wait. Today is four months since the accident and it seems already so far away. A few nights ago I sat at a red light thinking about how it was not too long ago that I was completely helpless and feeling some intense pain. How quickly we forget o