a beating heart.

New years day I took my first run of the year

My running road is pretty desolate… I see more animals than I do cars

With my headphones in. Volume up as loud as it could get

My mind was off somewhere else that day

I got to my turning point and normally I glance back before turning into the road, for some reason that day…. I didn’t.

9 times out of 10 there is not a car zooming by…. 9 times out of 10.

Well, this was the one time that there actually was a car….

A huge ford truck to be exact

Obviously, because I’m sitting here with all my limbs and heart still beating…I stopped before it ran over me.

It’s funny how slow it all seemed to happen. I can remember seeing the driver’s eyes looking at me…and trust me, they were not driving slow.

A split second. That’s all that separated me from living to death.

“Whoa…That was close.” I actually said that out loud after the truck passed.

I started to really think about my life as I continued down the road…

What if that truck would have hit me.

What if I didn’t survive the impact.

How did I leave the world.

Have I made any difference.

God, am I any good to you?

His answer came in a strong breeze… “Yes. You are. Why do you think I saved you?”

Living this life for myself is a cold, lonely, disappointing life. I think everyone gets caught in that trap at some point. Even if your intentions are good.

So how do you get out of that trap? Remove it from yourself, and walk away.

Hopefully you will walk away with all your limbs and a beating heart.