"May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in Him, so that you may overflow with
hope by the power of the Holy Spirit." --Romans 15:13 (NIV) I had just received word that my Mom had unwelcome cells invading her again! I wondered if I was truly 'demon possessed'. She had become cancer-prone immediately upon my arrival in the world.
My two brothers gave her no problem. But the only daughter and youngest watched this ungodly beast feast on her, beginning with the uterus which was removed as soon as I emerged! Then she couldn't breast-feed me. Can you guess why that was the case?
Now her lungs were the site of destruction! I was
venturingon the most tedious journey of my life all the way from the northern tip of Nebraska down to Texas with a trailer attached to my car that contained all of my worldly possessions. Ah, such a beautiful day to take a trip!
Beforeleaving, I sensed this inner voice
prompting me to not only fasten my seatbelt
securely, but also request the presence of Jesus to guide and protect me! So I closed my eyes and offered a petition to our Saviour to envelop me in His arms! About 30 miles down the road, clouds began to hide the once-clear sky. Soon the bright day became dark and dreary. Then raindrops splattered the car's windshield! Rain wasn't that common in this area of the country.
I thought to myself, "Why did it have to rain now?". Soon the land was really getting soaked! If that wasn't enough to dampen my spirits,the air was behavingrather oddly too. An ominous silence quieted the area--but certainly NOT my mind!
What was going on?! Suddenly the clouds converged and assumed a funnel -shaped image! "Why, O Holy Father?! Did I not ask You to give me a peaceful voyage?!" Then I oberved this grotesque image was unwilling to step aside or take a detour! It was headed straight toward me! How could I escape meeting death now?
The ditches were so deep! If I followed that route,I would undoubtedly be a real wreck and perhaps wish I were no longer alive!I couldn't take a u-turn as it would still catch up with me! There was no driveway nearby in these wide open spaces! Rushing to the nearestcrossroadwould really be a foolish choice as that would be 'committing suicide' when the tornado and I met head-on! My split -second decision process was suddenly 'caught up' in fear!
As the 'close encounter of the weird kind' threw my mind, body, soul, car, and worldly goods into the air, I shouted, "Please, God, I'm not ready to go yet!"
Our Beloved Master took control of me and the crisis! He allowed this destructive force to loosen its grasp and make a deposit of all right-side up in a moist, grass-laden ditch! The rain that I had beengrumbling about earlier had miraculously 'cushioned' the landing spot! The dreaded ditch was a 'mattress pad' that relaxed my mind/spirit also!
While I remained there in my 'upset' condition, a state patrolman arrived to really inspire me to truly live up to my name=song of joy for Jesus! Ah, such a delight
to hear him exclaim, "This is a miracle if I've ever seen one!" He enlisted the help of a farmer and his tractor to pull all out of the ditch. The kindly gent not only offered me his service, his wife provided me a bite to eat as well. (I'd share their name.
But I don't care to burden them with an
onslaught of 'guests'.) While there, I telephoned my parents. When my Mom answered, she asked her usual question, "Are you ok?" As I related my experience to her and why I might be a bit late, she shuddered, "You what?!" I reassured her that damages consisted of a
small bump on top of the car and a thumbnail-size nick out of both the sewing machine and stereo cabinet!
All was 'heavenly' and calm now as I drove down to Texas! I wasn't even bothered with a flat tire as would be expected from such an upheaval! The title of my testimony echoes a once-popular phrase that has now become virtually extinct. Self-service gas stations now make it so convenient to have our cars fueled without having to rely upon an attendant to
However, I don't believe we should
eliminate this expression from our speech--
especially,when we speak to our Lord Jesus
in prayer! Don't present this petition tothe waitress, bartender, or gas pump operator! Please request this of the Holy Spirit! It might not only add money to your bank account, it could actually keep the 'spare tire'in the car trunk and not on you! Please don't just repeat it when you venture down the
Upon arising every morning, ask to be refilled with the Holy Spirit's presence and guidance! Insert 'me' in place of 'er'. It's as simple as that! My trip to Texas was a divine blessing! Now I feel prepared to meet my Heavenly Father when my day of departure arrives thanks to being baptized in His Holy Spirit and receiving loving fellowship and kindness through
my Christian family! That was not all! I had asked Him to select my marriage partner way back when I was a teenager. Both sets of parents were standing with us when Randy and I became one in Christ!
This September Randy and I will celebrate
our 30th anniversary! Our Beloved Father used this 'close encounter' to teach me a lesson. He can turn even a crisis into a blessing for us if we will only allow Him to do so!
Nice short and true story. I enjoyed the way you told it. There were a couple of spots in which words ran together. I think that was caused by a cut and paste submission, maybe. After you paste a submission to the BOX, go back an re-read the entire article again, checking for problems. That helps.
Also, here: "Then I oberved this grotesque image was unwilling to step aside or take a detour!"
Should it be "that was"?
Thanks for this amazing story! It truly was a miracle.
May God continue to protect you and bless you.
Definitely a miracle! Carol, you can edit this so that it looks good. Click on article management, find this story, and then click on edit. it wil bring you to your original pre-submission page, and there you can space out your words that run into each other, and have your writing in neat paragraphs without large white spaces in the middle of sentences.
I'dleave out the last paragraph about your being married, it steals away from the story. When writing it is better to stick to one topic.