My car slid on the ice. The next seconds seemed to stretch out and speed up at the same time.
Hit the ice.
tick, tick, tick
I’m spinning out.
I’m in the other lane.
Will I run into the snowbank?
tick, tick, tick
Headlights coming at me.
My car has stopped.
Time begins to mean something again when I feel snow coming in the driver’s side window. All the lights are out, but One Direction starts singing “Little White Lies” from the stereo. Panic is all I feel. Is the other person okay? Am I okay? My dad is going to be so pissed.
In that moment, there was only fear. I was terrified of what was next. Worried that this was all my fault and there was nothing I could do to correct it. Fear won in the early hours of the morning.
But Fear would not win the day.
“Oh restore me to health and make me live!” Isaiah 38:16, ESV
God gave me this scripture the previous day when I needed His truth to heal my sore throat. Each time I professed it over my life, I felt His spirit move in my heart. I had been speaking life and health over myself for something small, but I believe that He used that for a bigger reason.
It occurred to me after my dad picked me up what God had done for me. I had been texting my church family to pray, and God reminded me of what I had already been praying over myself. “Oh restore me to health and make me live!” If that is not prophetic word, I don’t know what is. My God saved me.
If you’re wondering about the guy I hit, he’s fine. Both cars were totaled, but aside from whiplash, the biggest injury either of us sustained was an airbag burn on my right wrist. Along with prayer, Neosporin, and a few visits to the chiropractor, I will make a full recovery.
Everyday, I thank God for all the things He’s given me, but I have another thing to add to that list. He saved me once through His son, Jesus, and a second time from a terrible accident. I will never stop praising Him for what He does. He is mine, and I am His, forever.
“The living, the living, he thanks you, as I do this day…” Isaiah 38:19, ESV