I am here today, because God chose to save me.

Thirty-one years ago today, God saved my life--for the third time. The other two times are stories for another day. But about today's anniversary....

I was eighteen years old and traveling the 35 miles home from my job as a cord-board telephone operator. My mom had called me at work and cautioned me to be careful, as there was ice starting to build up on the roads. I ended my shift at 6:00 a.m.after having worked all night.The weather was clear and the roads were fine. But I was being very aware and taking heed of my mother's warnings.

After having met a car who failed to dim their high beam lights, I tapped my brakes as I adjusted my eyes. I came upon a bridge and blindly encountered black ice. I started to slide uncontrollably and I was meeting another vehicle. I literally cried out (screamed, actually) for God to help me. I hit both sides of the bridge and was in the wrong lane when a car slammed into me...right in the gas tank. My car finally came to a stand-still. I was in pain, but I knew I needed to get out of the car.  My driver's side door was crushed and not able to be opened. Gas was leaking everywhere. I crawled  over and got out the passenger side.

The people who hit me were an older couple and so nice. The accident was not their fault. Not knowing you weren't supposed to remove someone from the scene of an accident, their care-giving instincts kicked in and they took me to their home down the road. I was a bit "out of it," but I tried to protest. All I could imagine was my folks coming to look for me, driving over the hill, and looking down to see the accident scene. One of my best friends from high school stopped and was helping at the scene of the accident and I didn't even know it was him. The couple took took me home and called my parents and law enforcement.

My parents showed up to take me back to the scene and the highway patrolman was there. He is the one who took me to the hospital with my parents following. He was so nice to me.

The people who hit me told my parents they were amazed to see me alive when they came to the car. They did not expect to find me alive, much less able to walk.  My light blue Buick Skylark was completely totaled and a blanket in the trunk was woven like an accordion in the crushed metal of my trunk. 

To make a long story short, I ended up being in the local hospital in that area for a few days and then transferred to a bigger hospital for a grand total of eight days due to a head injury. My head had gotten caught in the steering wheel apparently after it broke the windshield. I wore a goose egg on my forehead for awhile and a red ring down and around my face. My knees were terribly bruised on the inside where the force of the accident bashed them together. But I survived...miraculously. There is no doubt in my mind that the Hand of God intervened that day.

Today, I am reminded of that day where I encountered an horrific accident and a miracle at the same time.  I remember it every single year and praise God for saving my life. I later became an EMT and did that for about 9 years or so. In that time, I learned a lot about accidents, was a responder on many, and was shown even more how God saved my life and has a plan.  

He has a plan for each of us.  Do you know His plan for you?  Do you know His Son, Jesus?

"For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." John 3:16

"Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me."
John 14:6

May your day be blessed and you feel the presence of God as you go about your tasks today.
Because He Lives,
Susan