I often hear in the wake of various tragedies, the question posed "Where was your Gawd, ya fairy tale believing nut?" as though because there are bad
things happening in the world, that is clear evidence that there is no creator. This logic is absurd on its face, but I wont get into that. I would
like to share a personal story that happened to me last winter that does answer that question. I'm sharing this for two reasons. One, to encourage
people of faith and two, to be a witness that God does show up to prevent a tragedy, regardless of whether or not it is believed. There will always be
those who doubt.
I was on my way to work one evening on a Friday night. It was a busy time of night. I had a car at the time that I gave a name to. I always name my
cars. I know it's silly, but I do. This one was named the little green monster because it gave me trouble. Fix one thing, something else happens. Fix
that , so on and so forth. In any event, I was on my way to work that night and when I turned onto the busy highway that I always take to work and as
I was waiting to turn left into my place of work, the car stopped. The engine just stopped. It would not start again.
I freaked out because I could see behind me the bright lights of three lanes of traffic in the distance and in front of me the bright headlights of
three lanes of traffic coming towards me. I kept trying to restart the car and saying "Oh come on . Don't do this. Not right here". I kept looking in
the mirror and in front of me . I noticed all the cars were stopped at traffic stops. Both directions. I was the only person on that part of the
highway all the other cars were gone except for the two large lanes of traffic in both directions stopped at the red lights on both ends.
I knew that once the lights changed, I was in trouble because they would not be able to see me in time and it would cause a huge crash where I was
positioned in the middle of the highway. I could see a horrific scene as cars screeched and swerved to avoid me only to hit other cars. It would have
been a mess. I was so scared. I knew I only had seconds. I could get out and save myself leaving the car there or I could try to get it started in
time to just turn into the parking lot.
Tick Tock. Tick Tock
All this time I kept trying to restart the car. No noise. No chrrrr chrrr chrrrr. NOTHING. I kept speaking to the car. "Please start. Please. Come on.
Come on. Don't do this." NOTHING. The lights stayed red. This went on for about five mins. Unheard of in this busy intersection. I kept trying.
NOTHING.Finally, I said "Please God help me.Please Jesus I need you right now. " All of a sudden the panic , racing thoughts , scenes of tragedy and
the fear left and I sat there for like two seconds, took a deep breath and tried one more time.
Vroom. The car started like there was never a problem and the lights changed at the same time. Trafffic began to move and I whipped into that parking
lot like you would not believe. As soon as I did , within seconds , I watched through my rear view mirror and I saw cars whipping by in both
directions. Just like that. Now, you can tell me there is no God and I was just lucky. You can tell me that, but I don't believe that. That has never
happened with that highway. It is always busy. Always. The lights change quickly. They never hold traffic back like that for that length of time.
There were no other cars on the section with me. They had all gone their way during the incident.
So what happened ? Why was traffic held at the stop lights in BOTH directions for that length of time ? Why did my car start and the lights change at
the exact same time ? Why did it start like it was brand new after I prayed ? Were angels dispatched by God who heard my cry to hold the light at red
so the cars would not move ? And did they shoot a bolt of energy into that engine to make it start again with such ease ? Did Jesus remove the fear
and the panic because in his presence there is none and can be none ? I have thought about this. I have pondered this. I don't know how , but I know
God was there.
I have a new car today, I should mention. Honey Bee. She's a bight yellow sports car with dark tinted windows and she's a zippy lil thing. Drives
great and get's awesome mileage. Took her on a long road trip and she only used 1/3 tank there and back. Easy to maintain and comfortable. But I will
never forget the lemon I had . The little green monster and the night I and I believe many others, were spared from a tragedy. I may not be part of an
organized religion anymore and I'm still in seeking mode, but when things like this happen in my life, I know I'm on the right track.
edit on 30-7-2012 by skepticconwatcher because: spelling