It’s 1 am and I can’t sleep. Exactly two years ago I was in a hotel room in Nashville also unable to sleep as I awaited the outcome of a meeting that would make history in the SBC. It would be a decision that could turn the ship of my denomination away from tolerance of abuse....

...or not. The first part of that decision came a few hours later. It was distressing. I left my hotel that morning unsure and full of doubts. On the way to my event I was hit by a bus and suffered multiple life-threatening and life-altering injuries. It was the most bizarre ...

... experience of my life. And the most painful and scary. God was at work, even so. I thank him for saving me that day. I thank him for my recovery. I am thanking him for the recovery I am seeing in the church as things that were hidden are now being revealed. It’s painful...

...These revelations are painful but necessary for the church—the true church.

I didn’t want to get hit by a bus. But I had been searching the Lord for some time before that, seeking his will. And he has answered those prayers in ways I would never have imagined. ...

...He is still revealing things to us.

Things are beginning to appear as they actually are.

And only God can rescue us from ourselves. I thank him for saving me.

And he will save his church. The buses keep coming, I know. And the pain is brutal. But he will save his church.