Last night, I was driving home with my three beautiful kids in the car. We had just left our church and the 20 minute countdown till we were snuggled up in our beds had begun. As we approached our green light to turn, a car came straight at us into the intersection. We continued our turn without swerving, cussing, or screaming but the reality of not being T-boned hit me hard. I had to pull over immediately. I started balling and thanking God. I prayed with the kids I told them, “Did you guys see how God saved us? That accident would have changed our entire lives, Jesus is amazing!”
Whimpering and trying to hold it together, I called my husband, who had left our church just seconds before us. Moments after I externally processed what had gone on, there was a man outside, circling my car. I told my husband Ian, “The guy who almost hit us is outside of our car, do I open my door?” This was a lot to take in in a short amount of time and I was not sure what the protocol was!
I opened my door and this stranger immediately hugged me and asked if we were okay. I said, “Yes, we are fine you didn’t hit us.” He was spooked, he thought he hit us. He circled the car again looking for a sign of impact. He told me, “I couldn’t live with myself if I knew I was involved with a hit and run and that’s why I came after you. I hit something I swore it was your car, I don’t understand!”
We hugged again, both balling in each other’s arms. It was at that moment I realized the divine intervention of heaven was made a reality in our life. Through tears and snot I told him my name and asked him his, he was just as shaken up as I. I asked if I could pray for us and he said yes! With my heart beating ferociously, I said simply, “Thank you my sweet Jesus for your protection. Thank you for stopping a disaster and keeping us safe! Thank you for loving us so much you saved us.” We were a hot mess; Alex apologized and apologized again. I simply told him God wanted him to be free of any guilt for the situation and that the destiny on his life was too great to involve a massive accident like that. He was saved. By now Ian had come to our location; he shook Alex’s hand and Ian blessed him to go free of the incident as well. He said thank you and left.
I’ve never been in a situation quite like that before. I’ve never experienced a moment of random reconciliation as I did last night. We should have been transported to an emergency room instead of our bedrooms. We should have been affected by fear and trauma but instead we were affected by the love of a Good God. We could have been justified for blame, anger and disgust against Alex, but instead we experienced love, peace, and freedom.
As I sit here this morning typing, I wonder where Alex is?
I wonder if he feels saved like I do.
I wonder if he feels the value of his life like I do.
I wonder if he knows his worth and destiny like I do.
I wonder if he encountered the mercy of God last night like I often do.
I wonder if he will carry the testimony of a loving, protecting, good God in his heart like I do.
Redefined by Grace,