Divine Providence while driving through Providence

"I used to sell drugs outta that house right there" I sadly said as I pointed to a run down, boarded up duplex that once was the spot for all kinds of wickedness. My wife and I were driving in the area that I used to dwell in before God saved me by His amazing grace. Cranston Street was and still is a den of iniquity. Vice of all kinds, shades, and tastes are in full force in this area, and I had my fair share of sinful pleasures there as well. As I passed by my old hangouts I couldn't help but feel the burden of sadness for time wasted, I could just hear John Piper and LeCrae both screaming at me "Don't waste your life!". The overwhelming waterfall of God's grace to me rushed in upon my soul, and I was speechless because I knew better than any how much I truly and completely deserved hell for what I did there (Not as though I didn't deserve hell for everything else I've done but you get the pint). Not just my sins, but my attitude. I honestly believed I was a Christian while I was doing all the dirt I did. I really and truly had peace in my deceitful heart that if I died in those days that I would have been heaven bound. God thank You for Your mercy, and patience. It was not the will of the Lord to crush me, for in His Divine Providence, He snatched me away from the pit of hell by the blood of His beloved only begotten Son Jesus the Christ! It was 11 years ago that I was living as a dead man in this city, around this area, on this street. 11 years ago by his beautiful grace that He took me out of Rhode Island and brought me to San Antonio where, again by His sovereignty, He brought me to where I heard the gospel of Jesus Christ, and was born again from above. Thank You Lord