Lifesaver....literally

Greetings, I hope everyone reading this is doing well, by that I mean healthy, smiling, and thankful to be alive. I know I am.

Last night we started a study with College Young Life here in Albuquerque. Going through a video series based on the identity of Jesus, who He is, what He did, what He was about, etc. Though I had to leave early before we had discussion about the video my brother and I talked about it.

Though I can’t (wont) give you a run down of everything that the video covered the main message was that Jesus claimed He was a lot of things. Sinless, healer, miracle-man, but ultimate, Jesus claimed that He WAS/IS God. Pretty bold, all of those statements, so it begs the question, do you believe Him? Do you believe that above all of those other things, that He was and is God?

Davis and I left and discussed it for a while and I will share some of that with you.

We both, without a doubt in our minds and no hesitation, believe that He was/is God. Based on what the lesson covered as well as our own perception and understanding of what the Bible tells us and how Jesus lived. You see Jesus did it with his actions and His words. That’s an awesome topic that this blog isn’t about and I won’t venture off too.

About two weeks ago I drove down to Isotopes Park to watch a game with some friends and family in the suites (generous gift from a family friend). The game was fun and all was good. We left the park last night and piled into my Acura. Myself, two friends, and my youngest brother. As I pulled out of the parking lot, something didn’t feel right, something about the car. Right off the bat I felt like the right front tire was flat, but that couldn’t be the case because I had just had them filled a week before. Also, it sat in a parking space for the entire game and it was full when we got there, so I assured myself that it was fine and I was imagining it.

I pulled onto University along side the PIT the popular decision would be to turn left to get to I25 and head home. That is the quickest way home and so that was my plan. However, much to my frustration I couldn’t get over to the left lane in time and had to go through the light and continue on University, no big deal, it will hook up with I40 and I’ll take the longer route home (adds 5-10 minutes to my trip). Then I hit Lead… detour up Lead, couldn’t even get to I40, so now I am very frustrated as my trip will be even more delayed. For those of you that know me well enough to know my driving approach, get there fast and safe is a nice incentive.

As I drive up the street I cannot get over on any side street to meet up with the freeway, so I am driving in residential neighborhoods at 25mph (I was probably going 30-35 admittedly). All this time I had forgotten that my tire had felt funny and the car seemed to be pulling to the right, I assumed it was the ’97 Acura showing it’s age. Needless to say, I finally reached Academy and Osuna and was back on track to get home. I decided it was a nice night so why not roll down the windows and play the music and have some fun, after all, we had been in the car for nearly a half hour already on what is usually a 15 minute drive.

It was at this time I heard the scraping of my rim on the pavement as I made a turn, and I knew, that tire was completely flat. I rolled into a gas station and it was fixed.

Boring story I know, but here is the kicker. That tire was deflating from the time I pulled out of my parking space at Isotopes that night. Had I gotten onto I25 like I originally planned or even I40 as a back up plan, that tire wouldn’t have lasted 2 minutes. I believe, that tired would have blown with me driving 60+, with two friends and my youngest brother in the car. We may not have made it home alive had I gotten on the freeway(s) that night.

Here’s why I share that. Because I do believe that Jesus was God, all powerful and all knowing. He knew that night that I wanted to be on the freeway getting home as fast as possible, He also knew that if I did that, I’d be dead or seriously injured as well as the other 3 lives in the car in danger. He saved me that night, literally. It wasn’t luck, it wasn’t fate, it wasn’t destiny, or any other word you want to use that the world would throw around to describe how coincidental that was. It was by His grace and unbelievable love for me that He saved my life, and the lives of the others in that car.

So you tell me if you believe, because if you can even hear that and not believe…. Then I guess you haven’t examined your own life close enough to see how He has saved you, literally, and figuratively.

I’m not debating faith or religion, because there’s no debate to be had. Think what you want, but I encourage you, no I beg you, to seriously consider what you believe.


Much Love