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Fate?
Do you believe that there is a reason for your continued living? I do. Not because of some religious teachings or fanciful message from God, because I have had an experience that changed my thinking permanently. Almost a year ago, on the same day as my end of school prom, I climbed a gate to take a shortcut home with some friends. It was a fence I’d cut over plenty of times before without a hitch but this time I got my shoe caught and fell head first onto the concrete floor below. Unfortunately for me I wasn’t knocked unconscious but lay bleeding in a state of wretched agony, and I well and truly thought my number was up.
I was taken to hospital and had my head x-rayed, they thought that falling at least 9 feet I would have some damage to my skull – nothing. Ordinarily a head injury patient would have to spend a few days in hospital recovering and having their progress monitored. I was out within a couple of hours.
The chances of my dying from a 9-foot fall and landing on my head were 60% - mostly the odds of my neck being broken and the oxygen supply to my brain being severed were what should have killed me, there was also a chance that my skull could have cracked and fragments of bone could have penetrated my brain. Then there is the odds of brain damage – surviving an accident like that is 40%, surviving without any sort of brain damage or long term side effect is very small. The impact alone was enough to be able to render my brain damaged, the blood loss from my head could have deadened nerves in my face and brain leaving me with memory loss or the inability to perform certain functions, the impact on my head could have crushed my cheekbones and also punctured my eyeball. But I’m fine.
The thing is, I didn’t even need stitches, just a few sterilised bandages over the cut and some facial swelling. The changes of me coming out of the incident totally fine, besides a small scar, are in the single figure percentages – not favourable odds for me.
Before the incident I thought life just ‘was’, but it changed my perspective of things entirely. We’re all here for a reason, our aim is to find out what.
Do you believe that there is a reason for your continued living? I do. Not because of some religious teachings or fanciful message from God, because I have had an experience that changed my thinking permanently. Almost a year ago, on the same day as my end of school prom, I climbed a gate to take a shortcut home with some friends. It was a fence I’d cut over plenty of times before without a hitch but this time I got my shoe caught and fell head first onto the concrete floor below. Unfortunately for me I wasn’t knocked unconscious but lay bleeding in a state of wretched agony, and I well and truly thought my number was up.
I was taken to hospital and had my head x-rayed, they thought that falling at least 9 feet I would have some damage to my skull – nothing. Ordinarily a head injury patient would have to spend a few days in hospital recovering and having their progress monitored. I was out within a couple of hours.
The chances of my dying from a 9-foot fall and landing on my head were 60% - mostly the odds of my neck being broken and the oxygen supply to my brain being severed were what should have killed me, there was also a chance that my skull could have cracked and fragments of bone could have penetrated my brain. Then there is the odds of brain damage – surviving an accident like that is 40%, surviving without any sort of brain damage or long term side effect is very small. The impact alone was enough to be able to render my brain damaged, the blood loss from my head could have deadened nerves in my face and brain leaving me with memory loss or the inability to perform certain functions, the impact on my head could have crushed my cheekbones and also punctured my eyeball. But I’m fine.
The thing is, I didn’t even need stitches, just a few sterilised bandages over the cut and some facial swelling. The changes of me coming out of the incident totally fine, besides a small scar, are in the single figure percentages – not favourable odds for me.
Before the incident I thought life just ‘was’, but it changed my perspective of things entirely. We’re all here for a reason, our aim is to find out what.
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*sleeping that is*
Yep, I was right around 4am.
He's a 7-11 guy.
Do you ever sleep?
I wouldn't call it fate, because the Lord says only Believers are in the Lord's Will.
Forest Fan wrote:
> I repeat, who would decide the fate?
No-one needs to "decide the fate"
Just think that for once an all powerful being doesn't need control of your life.
> I repeat, who would decide the fate?
No-one needs to "decide the fate"
Just think that for once an all powerful being doesn't need control of your life.
I repeat, who would decide the fate?
Paradox - Your message really got to me. I shivered, I know what it's like to have your outlook on fate. I respect you for that.
Who would decide the fate?
I would tend to believe in fate, but I don't really think about it.
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