Success feels great and can seem like you have crossed a bridge in your life. One way I have kept focus towards being successful is by remembering this Bible verse: Jeremiah 29:11 “For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope.”

What does success mean to you? This week it meant a small milestone for myself as I was able to finish the first chapter of my book. To others success may mean earning a comfortable living or even becoming rich. Someone else may describe being successful as having a loving spouse and children. No matter what your definition of success may be, there is always a way to achieve that success. I thought for a while that I would never achieve success in my life after my car accident, and especially sense I haven’t had any luck finding a partner. I have thankfully proven my own thoughts wrong through determination and hard work. By never giving up and meeting the right person I have now been put on a path to achieving one of the goals to what I consider being successful. I truly believe that with focusing on this then the other goals will eventually fall into place. Here is a look at the first few paragraphs of my book as a teaser for all of you who may be interested.

  I Survived A Car Accident On September 27^th, 2005 I woke early in the morning as I normally did getting ready to start my day and head to work. Little did I know that in just a few short minutes my whole life was about to be rocked to its core and changed forever. This change would be cause by a single choice made by another person. This person at the very same time was getting off of his shift of work at the very same place I was headed to. You see we both worked at the same steel factory in Cape Canaveral, Florida. Unfortunately, the choice this person decided to make before he drove home was to inject a needle of Oxycontin into his arm before he got into his F150 pickup truck.

As I finished getting ready for work, I rushed out of my home into the cold morning air as it is still dark and around 5am. As I get to my little Hyundai Accent, I realize I left my car keys in the house and the house door has locked behind me. I am frantic to get to work on time because I really need this job so; I am desperately knocking on the door to wake my roommate up. Bang, bang, bang I repeatedly hit the door with my fists. Finally, I hear my roommate yell, “What the hell do you want?” I reply to him, “I left my car keys on the coffee table.” Begrudgingly my roommate brings me my keys and slams the door shut as I run to my car and begin my trip to work. Now that I am on my way to work, I realize I am 15 minutes later than I should be, so I pray for a speedy trip to work as I turn on my normal CD of evangelical music and begin singing along all the way. Unfortunately, I never made it to my end destination. Approximately half way through my journey on HWY1 this other driver that was high on Oxycontin mistakenly drove down the wrong side of the highway. I was driving behind a dump truck that saw this intoxicated driver and moved out of the way, but I did not see him coming and did not even see him coming. I to this day do not even remember one second of the car accident. All I know is what has been told to me from the first responders and doctors that took care of me.