I have been to the edge and back. More than once. I may not have truly looked down into the bottomless beyond, but a hand has always stayed my stepping off, and I live today because of an unseen, blessed guidance. If I think upon my varied past, there are certainly moments where my own unbridled stupidity could have killed me. And that makes me wonder if I am a special case, or if angels regularly work overtime in many lives, keeping us all within the game of life. Why have I been spared? Perhaps when I finally do go, I will understand, or be told. Up until then, it is to thank heavenly grace that I have been given chance after chance — maybe this one not to blow it. That would be the best thank you, don’t you think?
Red
10:40pm monday, 14th february
I used to wonder why I had been spared, but now I wonder why the others weren't. I suppose those are both the same question. In any case, I have never found an answer.
Red