This concept of being "blessed", I mean really believing that someone out there said: NOT YOU! is something I will never understand.
You must be very full of yourself, thinking you must be super duper special for not being killed - by what? Yes by "God" himself.
He pointed a gun at your hand, counted slowly from 10 to 0, just to not pull the trigger at the end. And the first thing that comes into your mind isn't "what motherfucking asshole" but a ":) I feel so blessed".
Are religious believers all stockholm syndromed?