A Spiritual Wreck

What happens when you don't listen to that still small voice? In my case, I ended up meeting another car at 40 mph! After having lunch with my wife yesterday I pulled out of her parking lot and headed up US-23. I went about two blocks and I heard "Why don't you take Cannonsburg Road?". That's when I told myself, "Nah, the Interstate is quicker". So I proceeded on up 23 toward the Interstate.

That's when it happened. I was cruising along singing to myself when a car shot out in front of me. I locked up the brakes and slid into the cars driver side door. The last thing I remember seeing was a young lady looking at me from the drivers seat with her mouth open. We hit with a hard thump and sounds of breaking glass and twisting metal. I immediately grabbed my phone and called 911. I saw the girl moving around frantically in the car so I told 911 I didn't think we needed an ambulance. Then the girl got out of her car and I saw the blood on her forehead. And to make it even worse, I watched her remove a 2 year old from the back seat. Frantically, I called 911 back and said "Send an ambulance now!"

I ran to the girl asked if she and the baby were ok. She said she thought she was but was scared. I took the baby from her and helped settle her down. Directly, a Boyd County sheriff, the Marathon Ashland Fire Dept., England Hill Fire Dept., and the Ambulance showed up. The girl's parents were last to arrive and I helped them get the baby into their car.

It wasn't until the tow truck driver asked me where I wanted my jeep towed that I realized I was having a "Spiritual Moment". I asked him "Why is it damaged that bad?". I hadn't even looked at it because I was trying to help the other people involved in the wreck. It wasn't until all the emergency vehicles had left that I surveyed the damage. My jeep only had a bent bumper, fender and hood and the motor never stopped running. I bent the fender up off the wheel and drove back to work. That's why I bought a jeep, they really are tough!

In my devotional this morning I prayed for Jennifer and her child. Last night when I called her she told me the xrays were fine and she is just bruised up. I also thanked God for watching over and protecting us and for changing me. I hate to think how I would have reacted to this same incident ten years ago before I knew Jesus. And last but not least I apologized to God for ignoring that still small voice. Believe me, if you fail to listen to him, get ready to have the devil shaken out of you!