One evening last week, my son's friend, the God-fearing motorcyclist, was riding down a street when a car unexpectedly & illegally turned into his lane (even though the motorcyclist had the right-of-way).
Unable to brake in time, the God-fearing motorcyclist hit the passenger side of the car at 50-60 kph (31-37 mph), totaling the motorcycle and banging up the motorcyclist pretty badly.
He was wearing a state-of-the-art helmet and a protective suit, which probably saved his life or at least saved him from more severe injuries.
He is still in the hospital with fractures & it took a couple of days for his memory to start functioning normally. But all signs indicate he'll recover well.
So the thing is...until recently, my son was always on the back of that motorcycle. The two loved riding around together.
My son had a good helmet, but no protective clothing.
And under normal circumstances, my son would be on the motorcycle with him at that time of evening.
So why wasn't he?
Over the past month, circumstances arose to cause my son to stop riding with his friend. In an unusual but welcome chain of "coincidences," my son found a better outlet for himself.
Also, looking at a photo of the crunched motorcycle, it clearly shows Hashem's Mercy that the rider isn't more severely injured than he is.
After all, I personally know of motorcycle accidents in which (rachmana litzlan) the rider was killed on impact, dismembered & bled to death, or literally broke his collarbone in two.
The deaths occurred despite the state-of-the-art protective clothing & helmets worn by the riders.
So what happened here?
Without ruach hakodesh, none of us can say for sure.
But some of us strongly believe their tefillot said with such kavanah throughout Rosh Hashanah in Uman, plus their passionately recited Tikkun HaKlali (said so many times throughout their week there) sweetened their dinim for the year ahead of them.
The inyan here is about tefillah b'kavanah from the heart.
THAT changes things.
Especially on a day as powerful as Rosh Hashanah.