Upwards Forward

*&$^!)#_$*$#!*# is about what the crunch sounded like – terrifying!

A 4-door sedan slammed into the back of my motorcycle on Dec. 19, 2016; I was doing about 20 mph, the Dodge, approx. 60 mph.

My first thought was “Something’s not right!” (deep, eh!).  Followed immediately by “Fall well – don’t fight it.”

70 plus feet later, after regaining consciousness, I saw a tire go by my head and I remember thinking how the helmet felt soft and was sliding well.  I then saw the vehicle that hit me skidding to a stop.  It was cold (16 degrees Fahrenheit), and I hurt.  I was able to stand and walk amidst a daze.  The seat of my pants was blown out and my clothing was ripped down to my socks and undies.  I now know the full meaning behind the saying, “It scared the crud out of me,” ’cause the hit did.  Just keeping it real.

It’s been over three weeks now, and I still feel like I was hit by a car – sore, sharp pains, fatigue.  It took over two weeks to gain some sort of clarity and ability from the concussion.  I ever sound like the old theme song from Rice Krispies Cereal, “Snap, crackle, pop!”  I have 4 compression fractures in my spine, hurt ribs, and a busted right hand.  My road-rash is mostly healed up; boy did the scrub down in the ER feel great (not!).

All glory to God for sparing my life; for leaving my wife a husband, and daughter a father.

I have learned so much from this experience in the areas of God’s sovereignty, simplicity, keeping in good health, and community – man are our friends, family, and church family at Grace incredible!  We couldn’t have done it without you all.  Thank you.

And to my wife and little girl . . . you’re amazing!  Thank you.

Please pray for a full recovery, continued growth in the knowledge of Christ, solving the medical and financial puzzles, and gospel workings in the life of the gentleman that hit me.