So me and my friends decide to go white water rafting today and guess what...i almost died. So We are coming up to some class 5 rapids and these babies are intense. We are navigating through the rapids with our guide and we are about to make this huge drop and we go into it sideways. So as we go down the little drop it swings our raft around and tilts it to the side. Sure enough i go plunging into the rapids and i am being thrashed around and pulled under in class 5 rapids. So i am bouncing off of rocks like a pinball and one of my shooes fell off and i nailed a rock and i think my heel is broken. Then i was trying to grab onto rocks on the side but i kept getting sucked under and i nailed my rib on a huge rock. So pretty much i was just getting sucked under and nailing rocks under water. Thats when i thought...im going to die. I started to pray and thinking, "Why is this happening to me?" and then everything started to go slow-mo. And i remebered. Whie i was on the bus from the rafting company going to the river i was sitting there and lying my head back. I was thinking about what i was about to do and then i relized that people have died doing this. So i started to say some prayers and ask for protection. And then one of the guides screamed, "Are u praying dude!!!" and he screamed it infront of the whole bus in front of 40 people. And then all these people were glaring at me. I was a bit embarassed so i told him, "No...i was just lying down humming." After I said that i relized that i had just rejected God. I told a man that I was not praying to my God...that i was rather humming a tune. I knew i should have stuck up to my religion and said, "Yes i am praying because i need protection." I knew i would pay for it later because it nevers is cool with God if u reject Him...read the Bible. So As i am going slow-mo under water I remembered me rejecting Him and i started to pray as i was bobbing up and down and bouncing off of rocks. I said, "Lord, I am sorry for rejecting you. Just please save me and keep me safe." About 5 seconds later I see a guide on the banks throw a rope to me and i grabbed onto it and was pulled out of the rapids. Now i know i should never be ashammed and embarassed to be praying. Im not trying to scare non-believers...just sharring my stories with yall. Now i am clompletely sore