This actually happened today. I wanted to write this down because first of all, I didn't want to forget it. Secondly, I wanted to write about God and how good He is.
It was time for me to pick up the kids from school. I grabbed Boogs and Little Man and got in the van , strapped them in and started to pull out of the garage. I suddenly remembered that I had a bill to put in the mail, so I pulled back into the garage and ran upstairs to find the bill. I couldn't find it at first and asked God to help me find it and sure enough, I found it. So, I then went back downstairs, got back in the van, pulled back out of the garage and shut the door. I had just pulled out of my subdivision and was on my way on Hwy 70 when I saw two cars coming the opposite direction just over the hill and all of a sudden the second car, a white Jeep Grand Cherokee, whipped around the car he was behind and got over in my lane. He was going so fast that you could tell he was about to lose control of his car. There were two people I could see. The driver had on a white shirt.
Anyway, the speed limit is 50 or 55 through there I think. I really believe he was going 70-90 mph. He saw me and was trying to get back over before he hit me. I could tell he was about to lose it , but God spared me and the boys. He got back over in his lane and if I hadn't pulled over to the side in complete fear, he would have hit me head on. I laid on my horn. I think it was instant anger and complete adrenaline that was flowing through my veins. Anger because he was going so fast and could have hit me, possibly severely injuring me and the boys or killing us and adrenaline because of what was happening at the moment. I then saw why he was going so fast. He was running from the police. There were probably 10-15 police cars chasing him down this two lane highway.
I picked up my phone and immediately called David. When I heard his voice, I lost it. I was trying to tell him that I had almost been in a horrible head on collision and he thought I was saying that I had actually been in an accident. I'm sure I scared him half to death. He kept asking me if I was alright and I was...just shaken up severely. As I was telling him about what happened, I realized that God had spared me and boys. You see, I really believe that if I had left just a tad bit earlier....if I hadn't remembered that bill that I needed to mail, I would have been at that exact spot that he decided to go around the car in front of him. We could have been really hurt or killed. I just thank God for protecting us. For keeping us safe when someone else was in the wrong.
You can chock it up to mere coincidence or saying that I was in the right spot at the right time, but that wouldn't be right. God protected us...He took His mighty hand and shielded us from harm!
Thank you Lord Jesus for your protection!
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