Monday, October 27, 2014

Faithful Father

            It has been over a month since I packed up Zion, my black Ford Taurus and headed to Tacoma Washington. Wow, time flies! I meant to tell you this story the first week I was here… but time got away from me!
            Anyway here goes. Well first things, I had just left my new home in Idaho and I had most likely cried for about an hour straight. My heart was sad to leave but ready to go where The Lord called me. I was only four hours into my daunting thirteen hour drive, I had just made a quick pit stop in Jerome County Idaho and was merging onto an 80mph highway. A big ole semi was on the ramp and was taking his sweet time picking up speed. So naturally I went around him and merged onto the highway before he did. I quickly did a left mirror check and merged. I did not know what hit me! I saw my mirror fly off and realized I had just side swiped a huge semi traveling about 70mph. I couldn’t merge right because the semi I passed was entering the highway. For a split second my only thought was “I AM GOING TO DIE!” But praise that didn’t happen. Thankfully the Lord gave me a sound mind in the moment to speed up and get around the oncoming semi.
            Whew! I pulled over and caught my breath. Zion was still drivable, her mirror came off and her driver side doors were pretty smashed. All things considering I am still alive and Zion is in tact. My heart was pounding so fast but I knew it wasn’t horrible. Then came a stern reality check from the semi driver that I hit. He approached me and told me, “you should not be okay it is a real miracle you are alive. I was pulling you for a second. You really don’t understand what just happened. You could have died.” He proceeded to explain to me how I collided with him, as I veered left I hit him right in the gap between his cab and trailer and was getting pulled by him. I was so shocked I honestly didn’t know what to say.
            We took care of all the legal stuff, and then he came and got into my car and looked in my eyes and told me in a fatherly tone, “Someone is watching out for you.” Yes, I replied I believe God is looking after me. “It was God, I have been walking with him twenty plus years and it only gets better. You have a call on your life kid, you have destiny with Jesus, and a great journey ahead of you. You are in God’s hands. You shouldn’t be okay but He spared you today.” I probably cried for oh about an hour. This man totally blessed me, his kindness was exuberant and I am so grateful for him! He honestly pointed me to God and cared for me like his own daughter. I don’t know his name but he forever will be the semi driver who pointed me to Jesus, spoke destiny over me, believed me, loved me where I was at. God is my protector!
            On the other side of this eventful accident Zion is repaired and we are enjoying every day of First Year life. I will tell you more about that in my next blogJ
“Be strong and courageous. Do not fear or be in dread of them, for it is The Lord your God who goes with you. He will not leave you or forsake you.” Deuteronomy 31:6

            If you have a story of God’s protection I would love to hear about it. Comment below.

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