Lately I have told you of my experiences in the mountains of Wyoming. Or perhaps I shouldn t say experiences, but more precisely ‌challenges.‍ First it was the atv and the pull starter I didn t know about. Then the transmission line on my truck that Ford says should never come off, because a special tool is needed for its removal; and then it is most difficult. Well, Vickie has noted that they just don t understand what she calls, ‌Chuck luck.‍ However this week I read about a fellow that seems to be cut from the same mold of fortune. His name is Juan Manuel Olivera, and he is a ‌striker‍ for his soccer team from Chile. He collided with the opposing team s goalie and was knocked cold. He regained consciousness in the ambulance, but when examined at the clinic he was ordered to spend the night in the hospital in Santiago. He was being transported by ambulance to medical facility when it was struck by another car. Fortunately, no one was injured, but Juan spent the next two hours waiting for a substitute ambulance which was delayed by rush-hour traffic.
From some folks perspective Juan and I would be avoided like the swine flu, but looking deeper makes one re-adjust their opinion. I don t know about how Juan viewed his ordeal, but I know what I gained from ‌Chuck luck‍ on the mountain. I could see the greatness of God s love and care for me. I am certainly not someone special in the eyes of most people, but it is revealed in these experiences that God sees me special enough to take charge each and every aspect of my mountain experiences. Hiking back and forth from the atv was the most memorable and precious that I can recall in years: time with God and His great gift of my beloved wife. As for the Ford experience; my appreciation and faith in God grew by leaps and bounds. So if this is ‌Chuck luck‍ I am the most fortunate man on the planet. Don t you wish you had my luck too?