Jason woke up that Sunday morning with a smile on his face. The sun was up, and the clear-blue skies beckoned him. In no time, he had showered, dressed, and begged his mother for the use of the family car to attend church. But his mother had to go to work, and so he had no other choice but to ride his motorcycle. The worship service moved Jason to go forward to confess his sins. Relief washed over him, knowing that he had the courage to repent. What healthy, young, fit, twenty-three-year-old could boast that he was an angel? Jason became a little complacent on the beautiful daya little too relaxed, a little too carefree, and just a little too daring as he neared that treacherous bend; little did he know that his young life would be changed forever.
