Yep, God sometimes saves us because he knows that we're gonna be needed to help someone in the future. I think that happened to me to devote myself to my wife's care. Three times I almost drowned but I managed to survive all three. The scariest one was in San Diego, I was swimming in the ocean when a riptide came around and took me more than 100 yards from shore. When I finally stopped moving the people on shore looked very, very small. At that point I wondered whether I was such a good swimmer to return to shore but I didn't have any choice as no one could see that I was in peril. I started off and miraculously I got to shore exhausted but alive. Not two minutes later a jeep with lifeguards and bullhorns come riding around telling everyone to leave the water because of the riptides. All I could do was mutter, "yeah, thanks a lot but almost too late".
I've was a velly, velly bad boy in my youth and I cannot not believe that in spite of that I am still alive for a reason.