If you’ve ever been in a life or death experience, or know someone who has, you might’ve said afterwards, “How did I survive that?” I’ve seen video footage of race car wrecks where the car is totally demolished and then the driver climbs out amazingly unscathed. Or when survivors are pulled out of destroyed buildings from earthquakes or mudslides. The question comes back, “How were you not killed?” In wartime some soldiers who survived returned sharing horrific memories of how they lived but their buddy just mere inches away was killed. And they are left wondering “why was I spared?” One of the most moving lines in the movie Saving Private Ryan is at the end when the rescued soldier, the now Older Veteran, is standing at the grave site of the platoon leader who gave his life to bring him back home, and he turns to his wife and asks her to tell him he’s led a good life, that he’s a good man. Has he wondered all these years if his escape from death was worth all those who perished getting him out from the front lines? That question of “why I am I still here” is one that also crosses our minds from time to time, especially considering the many times it seems when we should have not survived. We have one of those death defying incidents in our text this morning. But what is more significant is the meaning behind this survival.