Each Day Is A Gift

My life and schedule continue to change as things evolve and I move forward. My body isn't changing all that much these days. It's always the same old stuff...soreness, pain, and fatigue. Still, I'm getting plenty of things done at home and around the church property. I have no great restrictions in what I'm able to do, but in the end I pay with a body that feels as though it needs to be replaced, repaired, or rejected. 

Still, after all that's been said to me by multiple health care professionals regarding the fact that I probably should have died in the accident because of the combined injuries that I sustained, I feel that each day is a gift given to me. I had no spinal damage, brain damage, or loss of limbs in the accident after being hurled onto a windshield and then thrown to the ground while riding at 40 mph. That in itself should leave me thankful each day as I awaken and actually get myself out of bed. But even greater is the fact that I have, since the accident, witnessed or experienced several wonderful milestone events in life. All in all I believe that my life is a gift of divine grace and I think that it's something that should be celebrate each day.