The Wreck

This blog may be so long that I have to divide it in into two. I’ve been meaning to post about this for a while.

On Monday, October 29, I was in a pretty bad car wreck. A guy a couple cars in front of me slammed on breaks with no turning signal and tried to turn. The guy behind him swerved into the lane beside us to keep from hitting him and, when he realized he was going to hit someone in that lane, swerved back into our lane and slammed on breaks. The guy in front of me stopped only a few centimeters from his car, but by this time, there was nothing I could do. I gripped the steering wheel and slammed on breaks as hard as I could.

The first thing I thought about was those bumper cars that you see at the carnivals. Every once in a while, you’ll see one of those crazy kids that hit someone so hard, they send them flying across the floor. After I hit him, I thought I had busted my eardrums because all I could hear was an extremely loud ringing in my ears. I couldn’t breathe because of the smoke ejected from the air bag. The guy from the car I hit was pulling my door open because I hadn’t gotten out and was checking on me. Once I got out, I looked realized just how much damage was done. The front of the car was completely smashed in and my seatbelt was broke, not to mention the airbag had hit me in the chest.

This wreck showed just how much God was watching out for me. I walked away from it with just a bruised thumb and a bruise from the seatbelt. Here’s the miracle, I had been driving without my seatbelt on, I know, I’m dumb, but about two miles before I had the wreck, something told me to put it on. So I stopped on the side of the road, untwisted it, and put it on. Then I had the wreck. Not only that, but I know that God has His hand on me because I looked at the tracks my seat was setting on and they had slid back an extra foot. Had they not, the air bag would have come out and hit me right in the face.

The next Sunday, I was singing on the platform and we were singing “Look What Has the Lord has Done” and I began to think about all the things that had transpired during that week. God could have taken me out of this world at any moment that week. Tomorrow isn’t promised. I needed to worship like I may never get the opportunity to worship again. God spared me and He deserves the praise for that. Then I thought, how many times I forget to simply stop and say “thank you, Lord, for keeping Your hand on me and my loved ones.” There are so many people all over the world, that their relatives won’t be coming home, or won’t be coming home themselves.

I want to make sure that I’m ready to go when God calls me and this was just what it took to begin the shaking that took place to get me ready. I wasn’t when the wreck occurred, but I believe God allows certain things to transpire in our lives to bring us to our knees.