No, seriously!
Yesterday he sent me a text around three in the afternoon, explaining to me that he had gone with my aunt to the emergency room. She has COPD and was in a lot of pain.
Fast forward about eight hours.
It was a little past midnight and I was just getting off work. I realized that dad had never called to update me on my aunt's condition. So I shot him a text and within about two minutes, he called.
He quickly updated me on her condition, which was better, and then asked if I had talked to my sister. I told him I hadn't. "You'll never guess what happened to me on the way home from the hospital" My heart stopped. "Oh dear God, did you get into a wreck?!" I asked. Thankfully, he didn't. But this is what did happened.
He was driving along Interstate 71 in Louisville, when he noticed a car swerving and running off the road. She would swerve left, run down into the median then swerve back onto the road, and then swerve off onto the right side of road, and then back onto the road. Now, you have to understand that this portion of the interstate was cut through a mountain. So the right side is a solid wall of rock. This swerve routine went on for two miles.
Dad knew something was wrong, and he immediately began to pray that God would preserve the life of the lady driving the car.
After a while he lost sight of the car until he saw smoke a little ways down the road. She had finally wrecked. Her car had gone down into the median and was wedged between the guard rail and the grass. Apparently her foot was still on the accelerator and dirt was flying as her tires spun into the ground.
Dad was the first person on the scene. He ran to the car and yelled through the window asking the lady if she was ok. She kind of responded but seemed to be in a dazed state. By this time, another man had reached the scene and he and my dad tried to get into the car to get to the lady, but all of the doors were locked. They looked around to find something to break the windows with and after a short search found a piece of something in the median. They began working on the windows. By this time another lady had stopped to help. They finally broke the windows, but by this time the engine had caught fire because the lady's foot was still on the accelerator. They rushed to get her out of the car, but she was stuck. It seemed her foot was wedged under the pedal. The fire was spreading...and they still couldn't get her out. The grass beneath them had caught the flames. The lady who had stopped to help screamed for them to get away, that they would catch fire. But they couldn't just leave the driver in a burning vehicle. Finally, after a little more tugging, the driver gave way and they pulled her to safety. About this time, fire engines arrived on the scene and began to try to douse the fire. Within minutes after they had pulled her out, the inside of the car was engulfed in flames.
Apparently, this lady was a diabetic and her sugar had dropped super low. When she started the "swerve routine" she was having seizures, perhaps slipping in and out of a coma state.
I listened in amazement as he related the events of his evening to me. Unbelievable. It was like something out of a movie...or something you see on the news. Accept this was real.
That woman should've been either seriously injured or dead. Yet, she had not a single scratch on her body, and the only thing that ailed her was her diabetes.
God was watching out for that lady, and he caused my dad to be in just the right place at the right time. The LORD's mercy never fails! And way to go Dad!
For he shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways. They shall bear thee up in [their] hands, lest thou dash thy foot against a stone. Psalm 91:12&13
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