
In August 2001, I had just left Quick Check on my bike when I remembered I left a pack of gum at the store. So I turned around on my bike and went back to get it. A taxi driver ran a stop sign, and the bumper of his car hit my back while I was riding the bike. I flipped in the air and landed in the street. There were no cars coming down the road, thank God for that! I went to the emergency room for testing on my head and back. Everything came back negative! Praise God! A few weeks later, my brother Marc told me He had a dream. He said he saw my accident in a dream and that in the dream I died. I think that was God showing me that He truly did spare my life.



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