Just before dawn, the stench of mangled metal sweltered and stifled into the air from beneath the bridge. The disastrous car crash finds the bloody and traumatized Michael Vincent Robinson’s life expiring in his labored breathing, but God rescues him from death. Being saved for purpose and destiny was not enough for him to exit the covert boulevard life that held him captive. With deliverance seemingly impossible, he retreats deeper into the illusive boulevard and into the wilds of his own mind.
Exhausted, I managed to get my date home before dawn. Soon the mists
would begin to dissipate to make way for the light of day. While driving
home, the Lord put me in a deep sleep. The car accelerated over a small
bridge, crashed into a tree, and strategically landed in a shallow creek
so that no one passing on the main street above could see me. While out
of human sight, the Lord kept me on His divine radar. As I awakened and
discovered being trapped inside the mangled vehicle, the Lord lifted me
from the wreckage onto the main street, gave me a glorious glimpse of
paradise, and allowed me to travel eastward toward the sunrise.
My steps became slower as my breathing difficulty intensified. When I
didn’t recall walking, the Lord carried me in His loving arms through
a busy intersection and planted me near a church where I was quickly
discovered and taken around the corner to my parent’s home. This was
the last thing I remembered for some moments.
When my eyes popped open from those moments, I was in ICU at Hillcrest
Medical Center with my family looming over me. I felt their sadness and
their love; however, the Lord’s love was the most prevalent in the
room. Just as Jesus was raised from the dead on the third day, I was
raised from ICU on the third day and moved to a regular room.
It was in this room where I discovered my body was stapled just as I had
done so many times to paper with a stapler. Now, I was like the paper
and the doctors had stapled me! The staples were necessary following the
emergency surgery to mend me from a ruptured spleen and a collapsed
lung. One of my fingers was broken and I suffered severe head trauma
with cuts and bruises all over my body. After all, when I arrived at the
hospital, I was only given ten minutes to live.
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Michael Vincent Robinson
Michael Vincent Robinson is a gifted writer who is able to aptly capture his deep thoughts from the upper recesses of his mind on paper and take you on an intriguing journey that you will warmly experience as he reveals what flows from his heart. His personal, friendly style and attitude is infectious, allowing you to feel like you are having a conversation with a trusted friend. The author developed a love for poetry and writing as a child and continued to express himself through the years. The author's poetry has been featured in church programs, weddings, corporate news letters, and a World of Poetry Anthology. Not knowing there was a book inside of him, God advised the author of his first book, 'U Turn, God Turns', while living through a challenging two-year season of unemployment. This Reader's Favorite 5-star-transparent book reveals God's love, grace, power, faithfulness, healing and favor among all the wrong turns. By baring the author’s life story and bold wisdom, any reader can now do a U-turn on their own dead-end boulevard to prosper like they never thought possible.
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