HE IS ABLE TO DELIVER THEE!!

 It was an ordinary day that ended up in a miracle for me.  I was on my way to town that day, not long ago, to pick up some groceries.  Since I needed to be back and fixing supper before too many hours, I was only going just to the grocery store.  A few blocks after I leave our house, I must decide whether to drive the highway or the back road.  The back road is a pretty good road, with pleasant farms and nice scenery to drive by and somewhat slower speeds for most of the way, though there can be dangers there too. BUT NOT MACK TRUCKS.  I hestitated that day at that junction in the road, but decided logically, it made the most sense for me to take the highway, being a more direct route with higher speed. 

So I proceeded on my way.  I had not gone far when I noticed a big truck on the move and coming at a good clip.  Another truck, just a cab and no trailer on it was going a bit slow, so I passed it and then pulled back over into the right lane.  It was not long until the big huge, semi truck and trailer was almost upon me.  Glancing in my mirror and wondering what to do, because I was already going at speed, I decided to continue along until I could determine if the trucker wanted to pass me or come over into my lane.  I saw his truck begin to cross the line, but being the lanes here are narrow and often larger vehicles do cross the line at times, I simply pulled over to the far right so far as I dared. 

Almost immediately I felt a bit of a tap…and was thinking, “I wonder if HE HIT ME in the rear of the car someplace?  The next thing I remember my car is going sideways, plastered to the front of the fully loaded semi truck.  AND HE IS NOT SLOWING DOWN it seemed to me…gradually pulling over to the far left into the barrow pit where the dirt was soft from a recent rain.  I had been taught to NEVER EVER brake when your car is out of control.  And the truck seemed to not be slowing.  I felt the cold wind on me and was irritated, wondering why it was blowing in when I had not lowered the window.  (Never occurred to me that the window was broken out beside me, though I heard the ROARING of the truck engine about next to my shoulder).  Meanwhile, I was crying out to the LORD TO HELP ME….over and over, and asking HIM WHY that trucker was not stopping.  (Wondering if he would push me clear to town to that first stop sign or if he would push me off into the oncoming traffic on the other side of the highway which was also busy this time of day).  But over and over inside my head was a voice saying: “DON”T BRAKE, DON”T BRAKE, DON”T BRAKE!!!”  I obeyed!

In my mind, the easiest, best and safest way to get away from the front of that truck was to keep my wheels turned as far right as they would go, hoping that someway I could get loose.  I figured the traffic behind me would see what was going on and would stay back aways, so my best chance would be to get back on the same direction as I had been going.  I never got that chance (though that choice seems to have saved damage to the steering), and we finally came to a complete stop.  Though I am not a weakling and have always been a fairly strong person, I do not believe that there was any possible way I could have held onto the steering wheel without angelic help.  The force of a fully loaded mack truck going at 55-60 miles per hour is something else!! (On the internet it said that company generally takes away the left behind concrete, etc. from demolition of buildings, etc…so likely it was SUPER heavy with some of that).  The police, ambulance, fire trucks, etc. came as well as about a dozen people stopped to see if I was ok.  The trucker said he never saw me until he got out of his truck.  He was amazed to find me there and so grateful I was ok.  I crawled out on the other side eventually and refused to go to the emergency room as I felt I was ok.  I still think that was the right choice. NO ONE could believe I was ok.  I told them that obviously it was not my day to die and that the LORD had helped me.  Told them that I had prayed a little bit before I was on that road, and it must have been a good thing I had.  The onlookers all agreed.  Everyone who saw it said it was not my fault that it happened.  And though I was not to blame for what happened,  I wish I had listened to the still small voice that told me to take the back country road that day.  You know so often the LORD does not talk to us in big booming ways, but in the very still small voice.  I allowed my logic and reason to overrun that voice.  It was not a choice I intend to make again.  I believe the FATHER is teaching me, others, etc. HOW to listen more closely to HIM, as the days grow increasingly darker.  Our VERY LIFE MAY DEPEND ON it…HE saved my life this time, though HE certainly was not obligated to do so.  Another time HE might not. I do believe I yet have a job of some kind to do.

The police could not figure out why neither I nor the trucker applied the brakes.  The trucker had thought his load shifted and used the soft dirt to slow him down naturally without braking, fearing to jack knife and cause a wreck.  All the men who came to the site of the wreck agreed that both the truck driver and myself had done everything the very best way we could have, considering what happened.  It was a ride I never want to take again however.  And I have had to be under chiropractic care since, though now finally I am feeling almost back to normal.  Both the chiropractor and my regular medical doctor say they expect me to be ok.  I am indeed grateful.

Another thing of interest….there have been several events this past month that included the wreck.  It was the middle event.  Two days earlier, a very unwelcome package arrived that had the potential for great harm to us, though I doubt the senders were astute enough to have realized what they were doing. It was sent from a relative.  I cannot divulge more than that.  But that very morning, while in the shower, preparing to go to the grocery store, I had been praying.  Praying that the FATHER would help me to bless them because it says in HIS word to do that for those that despitefully use us, whether aware or not, I might add.  That is hard to do when it is people who have done so much to cause our family great harm.  LONG STORY…but you know I think it usually is either kin or those in the family of faith who generally cause us the greatest harm.  Because they have the closer relationship to be able to find every weak place and best place of attack.  Some people are so totally self absorbed and unaware of how anything might impact another, that they quite simply are not able to discern how they ought to act.  However, if we truly know scripture well, it should help us to avoid hurting our fellow man.  After all, most of us know what things would be hurtful to us.  And therefore we would know we should not do those things to others.  But no one is perfect on this earth and sad, painful events are going to happen.  But I was praying and asking ABBA to please help me to do what was right.  And then the wreck a few minutes later.  I was glad to have my heart in the right place at that time.  Not angry, not even feeling hurt.  But I was also asking the FATHER HOW to tell my husband what had come in the mail.  An earlier event in our lives had gone badly and I was fearful.  I finally did tell him of the package, a few days following the wreck.  It did not hurt that he was so grateful to still have me.  He passed that test this time…we both did.  We both saw that the adversary was attacking us in many ways.  (It is interesting to note, though no surprise, that these kin have not said ONE WORD to us about the wreck…have in no way, either in card, letter, email or phone call even so much as inquired about it.  Yes, I know that they know…other kin would tell them that have called).  The LORD reveals too, doesn’t HE?

And just a few days ago, one of my friends attacked me verbally, unfairly I might add, too.  So in the last 35 days we and mostly I, have faced attacks from the adversary in these ways: from kin, physical and financial danger due to the wreck, and now from a friend.  Pretty well covers most bases I would say.  So it has been great comfort to me to remember the verse that says: “According to their deeds, accordingly HE will repay, fury to HIS adversaries, recompense to HIS enemies; to the islands HE will repay recompense.  So shall they fear the name of the LORD from the west, and HIS glory from the rising of the sun.  When the enemy shall come in like a flood, the spirit of the LORD shall lift up a standard against him (Isa. 59:18-19).”  PRAISE THE NAME OF THE LORD!!!  HIS MERCIES ENDURE FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER!!!  And may we ever be ON HIS SIDE in all things!!  HE WILL FIGHT THE BATTLE FOR US…no matter if with people or if in emergencies.  We struggle not against flesh and blood…we KNOW WHO is behind all our troubles. 

I am still somewhat in a “cloud” due to my miracle as I do not feel the FATHER owed me anything.  I have always been an insignificant person and felt of not a lot of use to the LORD.  BUT now I have a story to tell and tell it every chance I get to others.  I want the FATHER to use this to the maximum.  If the adversary is going to come in like a flood, then may I do my part in allowing the LORD to raise up a standard against him!!  A man we know was standing next to the first suicide woman bomber in Israel a few years ago.  He felt prompted to look closer in a store window and was then behind a large concrete pillar when she detonated.  Her head rolled to his feet.  I will always remember his saying to us that we were safe no matter where we go, so long as we go where HE says to, and do what HE says to do. HE will protect us until the last day of our lives, and only HE knows that day.  We need not fear.  I have experienced this and though not that brave of a person, I do not fear so much now.  I am still cautious and by nature have always been…but if HE says to go, we are going to go.  Where ever that might be.  No matter how it may look to others.  Only HE can keep us in the cleft of the ROCK…and that ROCK is HIS SON, the MESSIAH, THE SOON and COMING KING OF ISRAEL!!!  May we all meet at HIS feet one of these days.  Thank you for letting me tell my story…HIS STORY in my life!!