Miracle

So I got run over by a car.

Really, the wheel was on my leg for a good couple seconds. It was pretty tramatic, but basically I got up and walked away and was totally fine. I didn't really think much about it at the time but this morning I overheard a couple guys in the library who had no idea I was the victim talking it over.

They called it a miracle.

I believe in miracles, I believe in things I can't explain, and I believe that everything happens for a reason.

I just never thought that my exsistance would be the result of a miracle. I had no idea that my ablity to walk would be because of divine intervention.

Since overhearing this, I have started to realize that my life is a smorgosbourg of miracles, a popouri of painful, hillarious, and awkward moments.

I am blessed. I am alive. Its a good thing.