See what's good not what's bad

Yesterday I got into an accident when I took the taxi-bike.

The accident was not that bad. Only the one who crashed into us get a scratch in one of his foot.

So this is the full story:
The taxi-bike was going to turn left, but he actually should turn right. So I said, “It should be turn right”. He was quite startled and made a sudden turn. I watched my back if there were any motorbike or car, and there was. A motorbike. I told the driver “Be careful”, and he braked his motorbike. The other driver also braked his motorbike and lost his balance, so he fell down. He crashed our motorbike, but it was not hard at all. Really really slow.

We thought nothing would happen, because it was nothing bad at all. But the other driver was not standing up right away, his motorbike fell on his foot (in which he got the wound from). Well, it was not a bad wound. Only a little bit. But it was like he was exaggerating. We went to the side of the street, he was angry and he called his friends. The taxi-bike driver asked for forgiveness, even asked him to get some drink, but he didn’t really care about that. I didn’t know what he wanted.

The taxi-bike driver knew this would be a quite bit trouble. He told me to go home, search for another taxi-bike. I was startled and didn’t know what to do. I just stood up without doing anything. He even gave back my money. I refused it but he forced me to accept it, which I couldn’t reject. It was in the daylight, the sun was shining brightly, and maybe because I was shocked and I was not in a good health too, I was so dizzy, feel like I was going to pass out. I decided to go to a clinic, only a few step from the accident location, and sit in front of the clinic. I drank water a little bit, and then step outside again to see if it is solved. However, they were not there anymore. I saw some men across the street, which was probably the taxi-bike driver and the motorbike driver with his friends which was called from the phone.

I really really didn’t know what to do. I was afraid, too. In the end, I just went home straight away. Until now, I don’t know if what I did was right, or what I actually should do. My mind goes blank, until one plate was broken when I did the dishes. It was crazy. I cried day and night, thinking of what would happened with the taxi-bike driver.

In the end, what I want to say is, it’s true, we were wrong with the sudden turn. But people do make mistakes, something small won’t be anything big if we can forgive. The taxi-bike driver was so responsible with what he did, and even sent me home. I’m so touched and in the same time I feel guilty too. I really don’t know what to do even until now.

In my desperation of not knowing what to do, then I remember, I can pray. I was so busy with thinking what I can do, until I forget to pray. When a problem seems to not have any solutions, maybe that’s because God wants me to remember that I should pray and find Him first in every of my problems.

Now I pray everyday, every time I remember this accident. Sometimes I cry. I really hope that God really protects him, blesses him more than the losses because he deserves it.

When people said using a taxi-bike service is dangerous because there are so many bad news about this, I found out that many taxi-bike drivers are actually kind too. It depends on where we see it: the good ones or the bad ones.