Today is My Alive Day
I read last year in an edition of Reader’s Digest about “Alive Day.” I want to add an excerpt from that article written by Steve Madden:
Alive Day is not, strictly speaking, a formal thing, and probably not something you’ve ever heard of if you haven’t had the occasion to celebrate it or are not part of the military. It certainly isn’t something national, like Veterans Day or Memorial Day. But to American soldiers who have been wounded—physically, mentally, or both—in battle, Alive Day is a very real thing: It is the anniversary of the day you were wounded, the day your life changed. The day you could have been killed, or were almost killed, but weren’t. It’s the day death came right alongside you, and maybe took some of your friends, but didn’t take you. You may have survived with terrible wounds, maybe wounds nobody but you can see, but the fact is, you survived. You’re alive. And that’s a fact worth celebrating.
Read more: https://www.rd.com/culture/veteran-alive-day/#ixzz3IyepKVyn
About 10:05 p.m. on the night of 14 November of 2009, I was struck by a hit and run driver while walking home. I could have been killed; I could have been paralyzed; I could have been crippled; I could have become a vegetable. But those things didn’t happen. I survived and now I live. I live to glorify God and that He has continued to bless me each and every day in so many ways. I believe that I am the person I am today because I now have my Alive Day. I have a quest to complete now. A journey that I hope and pray will attest to the power, the love and the greatness of God. I have seen that Jesus Christ has the grace of salvation to give us when we acknowlege Him and give Him our absolute trust.
6 years!!! What a carefree existence I was living back then. I thought I was “in control” of so many facets of my life. I was as independent as any around me. It was a resounding crash when that existence was shattered. The reality of the situation was disturbing. The finality was unnerving. My life was changed forever.
I could have moped around. I could have felt sorry for myself. I could have been mad. I could have wanted revenge. But instead I prayed. I prayed for answers. I prayed for strength. I prayed for guidance. I prayed that God would tell me how to work for Him and not for myself.
I will not die but live, and will proclaim what the LORD has done. ~ Psalm 118:17
If we live, we live for the Lord; and if we die, we die for the Lord. So, whether we live or die, we belong to the Lord. ~ Romans 14:8 +++