Have you ever stopped and wondered how incredible it is that you exist? Is it possible that you could be here by chance? Or even by chance upon chance upon chance upon chance?
Now onto me. My mother was told early in her marriage to my dad that she would never have children. She had to have one ovary removed early on and the remaining fallopian tube was severely scarred. She and my dad were told to come to terms with their infertility. Then my dad went to Vietnam. He was a platoon leader in the 101st airborne division. Not that the war wasn't dangerous, people were certainly dying all around him, but my dad's brush with death occurred when he was struck by lightning there in Vietnam. By the grace of God, he lived, and suffered no long-term ill effects. Fast forward to after the war, my infertile parents are now yuppies driving a Mercedez sports car in Houston, TX when they get into a life-threatening accident. Not only did they live, but about a month later my mom learned she was pregnant. I guess it took quite some jarring for that fertilized egg to make it through my mom's scarred fallopian tube and implant safely in her uterus. Chance, again?
My husband and I shouldn't be here, and we wouldn't be, but by divine intervention. We could all write a story like this. Chance doesn't explain our existence and we all know that intuitively. We're here by design and that Designer wants us to worship Him as the one and only God of the Universe. Why are we here? Because He wants us here. And if I die tomorrow it won't be a life cut short, but a life fully lived according to God's plan.
Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed. And in Your book they all were written, the days fashioned for me, when as yet there were none of them. Psalm 139:16
What's your personal story that defies chance?
- I'm an on-the-run mom to 6 kids who studied and taught exercise science in a previous life. I love all things running, nutrition, and health-related. I usually run at zero dark thirty in the morning and am often quite hungry before, during, and after my run, but I live a rich, full, blessed life with my children, family, and friends. My faith in God is my anchor, and looking to Him and His promises allows me to live fully even when life circumstances are difficult. While running gives me an appetite, my desire is to hunger and thirst for righteousness more than for physical food.