"I was almost killed last night. I was in a horrible car accident. God's protection just overwhelms and amazes me. It was about ten thirty. Mrs. Montgomery was driving their suburban, and her mother-in-law was sitting in the front passenger's seat (we'd just picked her up from the airport for a visit). Lori and Mother and I were sitting in the middle backseat bench.
We were driving along, having a grand ol' time, laughing and talking... then a skunk scurried into the road. The suburban swerved.... then over correct. It was screeching and fish-tailing all over the road. As it was happening, I kept thinking, "No! This isn't happening! This just can't be happening!" Someone started praying out loud, begging for God's protection. Then, the car went of the road. We rolled three times down a slope and then hit something which sent the huge suburban air-borne. As it flew through the air, it seemed in slow motion.... yet at the same time dizzyingly fast. I kept thinking, "Is this what it's like to die? I know I'm going to see Jesus in a minute. I can't believe this is happening!" Suddenly, it was all over. The suburban landed with a horrific crash, upside-down. We were hanging from our seat belts. My first thought was, "I'm not dead!" Then I looked up and saw Grandma Montgomery hanging upside down with blood everywhere and I thought she was dead. Mother had not been wearing a seat belt (because it was broken) and she was crumpled up underneath me. I thought she was dead also. I just started sobbing. Both of them were fine.
I cannot tell you how scary it was to be sitting on the grass outside of the upside-down vehicle looking through the broken windows into the wrecked suburban. The lights were still on and there was glass everywhere. It didn't seem real. The car was absolutely crushed. I remember looking at it thinking, "I just can't believe I was in there. I just can't believe I'm alive. I should be dead right now"
When the police came to the scene and saw the skid marks and the crushed upside-down suburban they said that it was a miracle that we were not all killed. Someone should have died.... and none of us did. We walked away with only bruises and cuts and scrapes and a badly sprained arm.... I'm speechless"
As I think back on God's goodness to us and His protection over us that day I am overwhelmed with gratitude. God is good. But the question is, "Would God be any less good if one us were killed? Would He be any less protective of His precious children if He had chosen for one us to die that day?" The answer is no. God is good. God is sovereign and in control. His purpose for our lives was not complete and because I'm living today..... I have a mission.
We were driving along, having a grand ol' time, laughing and talking... then a skunk scurried into the road. The suburban swerved.... then over correct. It was screeching and fish-tailing all over the road. As it was happening, I kept thinking, "No! This isn't happening! This just can't be happening!" Someone started praying out loud, begging for God's protection. Then, the car went of the road. We rolled three times down a slope and then hit something which sent the huge suburban air-borne. As it flew through the air, it seemed in slow motion.... yet at the same time dizzyingly fast. I kept thinking, "Is this what it's like to die? I know I'm going to see Jesus in a minute. I can't believe this is happening!" Suddenly, it was all over. The suburban landed with a horrific crash, upside-down. We were hanging from our seat belts. My first thought was, "I'm not dead!" Then I looked up and saw Grandma Montgomery hanging upside down with blood everywhere and I thought she was dead. Mother had not been wearing a seat belt (because it was broken) and she was crumpled up underneath me. I thought she was dead also. I just started sobbing. Both of them were fine.
I cannot tell you how scary it was to be sitting on the grass outside of the upside-down vehicle looking through the broken windows into the wrecked suburban. The lights were still on and there was glass everywhere. It didn't seem real. The car was absolutely crushed. I remember looking at it thinking, "I just can't believe I was in there. I just can't believe I'm alive. I should be dead right now"
When the police came to the scene and saw the skid marks and the crushed upside-down suburban they said that it was a miracle that we were not all killed. Someone should have died.... and none of us did. We walked away with only bruises and cuts and scrapes and a badly sprained arm.... I'm speechless"
As I think back on God's goodness to us and His protection over us that day I am overwhelmed with gratitude. God is good. But the question is, "Would God be any less good if one us were killed? Would He be any less protective of His precious children if He had chosen for one us to die that day?" The answer is no. God is good. God is sovereign and in control. His purpose for our lives was not complete and because I'm living today..... I have a mission.
3 comments:
I remember it as if it was yesterday... How thankful I am to God for sparing our lives. Indeed, none of us deserve to have lived, but in God's sovereignty, He chose to spare us...
Love you my dear friend.
God is good.
Oh, Jenny...I remember you calling me the next day and the chills that siezed my body when you told me. Praise the Lord for his mercy...
I miss you.
Connie
Post a Comment