Or is it dumb luck?
I can't deny that my life leads me to question my existence. I don't mean in the usual existentialist way we all think - what is the meaning of life?
My friends will tell you that I've had more than my share of close calls, from being trapped on a ski chair, driving across England in a car that wasn't safe to almost losing the sight of my right eye several times in various accidents.
Although the time, I thought I had a guardian angel watching over me. Not many of my close friends know what I am going to tell you next.
I am lucky to be here - I was almost involved in a train crash in Germany - but for a split second I may have died.
If you think I am being dramatic - I ask you to consider this - we were travelling from Holland into Germany when I heard something hit the train window opposite me.
My first reaction was it a bird that had flown into the train and died; my next reaction was a stone had been thrown from the wheels. Both explanations were dismissed in an instant as the window in question shattered and covered the lady in the seat with shards of glass.
At this point, I had no question we had been fired upon. But for a split second the projectile could have hit the driver and caused a major crash.
I ask again, is there an angel watching me or is it just dumb luck?