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About a month and a week ago, I was in a car crash. I don't remember any of it, so I only can only tell you what I have been told, which is: I was evidently driving (okay...obviously I was driving; it's just that I don't remember where or when or why) when I (or the car) lost control, and rolled several times before it was stopped by a tree. I woke up in the hospital, disoriented, in extreme pain, and with no idea why I was there. I had several fractures, including my left femur, on which they had operated and inserted a rod. I had also fractured bones in my left shoulder, a couple of fractured ribs, a bruised lung, and a wounded left knee and foot. These latter two were stapled shut.
I've never seen that before, but that's what they did.
I was hooked up to a morphine drip which I could activate with a remote-control button which was hanging somewhere between my neck and my stomach. My mom, one of my brothers, my wife, and several of my friends were there; or perhaps, better I should say, they passed through over a span on time. Time, for me, was not flowing like it normally does. Stranger still, I don't remember being in a hospital room at all; my memory of those first hours (which seemed to me to pass over a period of several minutes) is of being in a bowling alley. We were all casually hanging out, my friends explaining to me what had supposedly happened. someone showed me a video from the local news telling me "see? That was you. You were on the news." This was hard to believe. What I saw was the remains of the twisted wreck of a car, crashed into something, and utterly destroyed. This car would never run again. It was really hard to believe that I could have emerged from that mess. I was told that the "jaws of life"
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were required to get me out of that horror. I doubt that anybody expected to find anything alive in there; but, there I was. And here I am. Maybe you don't believe in God, or in miracles. Myself, I am utterly convinced that I should have been killed in that accident. In fact, I might have died. The reason I suspect this is that the nurses in the hospital were very concerned about my heart. Evidently, they suspected cardiac arrest had occurred. Perhaps it did. That might explain why I lost control of the car, and can't remember anything. At any rate, I am here, recovering, and I feel as though I have begun a new life. More about that later
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Sorry to read of this accident that cause you so much inconveniences and so much pain. I pray that the Lord will speed up the healing so that you will be restored to good health so that you will be a testimony of the glory of God. Indeed God spared your life and in due time, you will know the reason. Surely it is to serve Him more in a greater way which He will guide and will show in due season. 
