Our neighbors who just delivered their baby talked about getting to the hospital. After uncertain days about whether the baby was coming or not, the process started. The husband had just gotten to work some 50 minutes away. His wife called to say her water broke and she was heading to the hospital. He turned around and headed home.
On his way home a semi truck in front of him blew a tire, flinging rubber in random directions. Before he could do anything a large piece smacked into his windshield shattering it, leaving a hole in it and spraying him with glass shards.
His mom came down to pick him up. After showering the glass off himself at home, he left for the hospital, leaving the car on the road for the tow truck to pick up.
We are positively reinforced each day we live with the absence of catastrophe, that we are immune from calamity. Our neighbor's experience along with the bridge collapse this week in Minneapolis, illustrates an idea we don't like to think about. Our lives hang on a moment.
A split second can change all that thinking. And in the aftermath of tragedy we sit stunned and dazed saying "I can't believe this is happening to me! And for a brief span of time we experience the fragility that is truly our life. A clarifying moment of truth when disception is difficult, and we see with appalling lucidity how much of our life we really do control.
A split second can change your life.
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