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Time passed by so quickly. It's been a month since I had my vehicular accident. The jeepney that I was riding on smashed into the immobile van infront of us. The impact of the collision on my body was quite draining, physically speaking. I had to skip work for 3 days. The muscles on my left leg and partly on my back hip were severely strained. My left leg could barely walk. Gladfully, the pain reliever that the doctor prescribed worked, so I didn't have to go back and get another check-up for my leg just in case the pain didn't subside. I feared that I broke a bone. By God's grace, I did not. I also had this strange feeling on my head. Something I got from the strong force when the jeepney hit the van's rear.

During the few minutes and hours after the accident, I really didn't feel any fear at all. I mean the fear that I could've died on that day. But I was feeling very vulnerable. All my life, it was the first time I felt such intense feeling of vulnerability. The very first person that came into mind when it happened was Ryan. I just felt the need of his strength to wrap me. I needed his assurance to tell me that everything's going to be okay. I was extremely needing his presence at that very moment in time. I can remember how much I cried while trying to dial his number. I needed to tell him. I needed him to comfort me. The other line answered, but it was not him. It was an answering machine. I didn't try to call him back because he must've sound asleep by that time. It must be around 3:30 AM by then in Arizona. It's heart-breaking because the person I needed the most right after the accident, happened to be someone who's 8000 miles away from me. But Ryan did all his best to comfort me even just through his words on email/chat and his comforting assurances on phone. I felt his deep worries and concern. I felt his love. I felt his care.

My recent accident was an experience which taught me more things about life. Most mportantly, it was another moment where undoubtful evidences of God's manifestation in my life were unfolded, visibly and invisibly: from sparing my life, to sending me a person to help even before the tragedy happened, to the touch of His healing power, to revealing more of His true nature to me as my Almighty God.

I really have a lot to write some things I have contemplated in connection with the above-mentioned circumnstance in my life. But I do not know where and how to start for each of those. For now, I just want to express my thanksgiving and give praise, honor, glory and power to my Almighty God, who once and for all has never abandoned me all of my life. I acknowledge His name for everything He has done and given me. (November 15, 2006)

"Seek ye first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things will be given to you." -Matthew 6:33