Tuesday, November 27, 2007

The Accident

It was one of those Friday nights I will never forget. It was a beautiful evening in October. I had the task of taking the guys to the movies on that night. Not sure how I ended up with this duty being only sixteen years old at the boys home but it gave us all an opportunity to show some responsibility. Sometimes we drove station wagons but tonight I was driving the big van, a fifteen passenger dodge van.
Whiteville was eleven miles from the lake, a straight shot on highway 74-76. I had driven this route many times, taking the guys to the movies. This particular Friday I didn't care to stay and watch the movie so I dropped the boys off and came on back to the lake. Not sure why I came back but I did.
About nine-thirty or so I was getting ready to go back to Whiteville to pick up the guys. I knew the movies would be ending soon. On the way out the door Bobby and Preston ask if they could ride. I said "sure, let me make a couple of banana sandwiches to carry with me" . I used to love those things.
Heading up highway 74-76 I would pass the grave yard and  the one-hundred acre pecan grove with Spanish moss hanging in the tress, kind of spooky at night. I would pass the the sandwich shop that was never open and then into the small town of Hallsoboro, right past our high school.
I had already eaten both sandwiches before getting to Hallsboro, this was just four miles into the trip.  When I was passing the high school I reached down for my seat belt. I had it in my hand and decided that I wasn't going to wear it. I never did, but for some reason I had picked it up and was about to latch it but then said "forget it, I don't need that thing". I had glanced at my speedometer and was at the perfect speed of forty-five miles an hour. The police were never really bad in this area I just remember being at that speed and looking at the finger printed glass on the instrument panel.
Approaching the intersection of state road 1001 and highway 74-76 everything was great. Then out of nowhere a car appeared in my windshield. Everything went into slow motion, almost like a dream. The van went into a tumble after hitting a car that had ran the stop sign. 
I was ejected out of the tumbling van through the windshield and I found myself about one-hundred feet from the wreckage. I stood up and wondered into the highway and was making my way down to the hardware store. My body was covered in blood and I was shaking violently. My destination seemed so far away. I looked over at the van which was now across the road and saw people fighting. I didn't know what had happen to Preston or Bobby. I had my eyes fixed on that hardware store. There I felt the arms of a friend come around me giving me his coat. He told me everything was going to be okay. I was slipping into shock moment by moment. My body was numb to the pain.
The ambulance had arrived and they ushered me off to the hospital in Whiteville, there they checked me out and I gave up my banana sandwiches that I had eaten earlier. My body had gone into realizing the pain. They decided to transfer me to Wilmington as my skull was crushed in one place and I had internal bleeding.
I would spend the next few weeks in the hospital. My face and body were scared from the wreck. I found out that Preston had taken several hundred stitches and Bobby had a broken leg. Bobby was also beaten up at the wreck by the family of the girl who was riding in the car I had hit. They didn't know what had happen or who's fault it was. All they knew is their sister was dead. My soul was now scared with the news of her death. Her brother was in my graduation class. My return to school would prove to be very difficult but my friends made it easier. Many of which thought I had died that night.
After many years I still have the scars of this accident, my head is still numb and my jaw still pops when I talk sometimes. The real scars are much deeper. They are the ones that wonder "what if". I wonder what if I had left just a second or two later, what if I had not made those sandwiches and what if I had reached down and put my seat belt on? All of these "what ifs" Even though I didn't know Jesus Christ at that time I believe in the total sovereignty of God. God knew then and still knows today what will come my way. He is and always has been in control of life. There are no accidents with God! Do you believe in the sovereignty of God?  Who is in control?  When trouble is in air who do you turn to? When the still voice in your heart says "buckle up, trouble is on the way, be ready" what is your response?
I didn't listen, I threw it back and said "I don't need this thing". Years have gone by now and understanding the providential will of God and now knowing Jesus Christ, He has spoken many times to me in this still voice. Sometimes I listen and sometimes I don't. He does remind me by saying "didn't I tell you to buckle up".
Life isn't an easy road but it can be a road of great journeys and many blessing. One of the greatest blessing is through relationships God has allowed me to have with many of you. God has used many of you to walk with me in trails and in glory. I am blessed but am no accident. The "what ifs" in life belong to God. Is there a 'what if" in your life? Give it to the sovereign God who created all things.
1 Peter 1 (The Message)
1:18-21Your life is a journey you must travel with a deep consciousness of God. It cost God plenty to get you out of that dead-end, empty-headed life you grew up in. He paid with Christ's sacred blood, you know. He died like an unblemished, sacrificial lamb. And this was no afterthought. Even though it has only lately—at the end of the ages—become public knowledge, God always knew he was going to do this for you. It's because of this sacrificed Messiah, whom God then raised from the dead and glorified, that you trust God, that you know you have a future in God.

George Beasley
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