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This chapter has a very special message, you will see�?BR>
About a year after my accident things were getting back to normal, I had another car and I was planning on going back to school. Then my father lost his job. Because there were no jobs to be found where we lived he went to Florida to find employment. I don’t know all the reasons why, but my mother refused to leave.
It was hard for my brothers and me because they had been married for so long. My younger brother and I decided to try to make the best of it. We went to visit my father. About halfway to where my dad lived, my car broke down and my father had to come get us. I didn’t realize it at the time, but now I believe this was a message for me. I believe it was God telling me not to go. He knew what lie ahead for me if I continued on this path.
Well my car was a dead; I had to go buy another one. I got another Toyota because the mileage on my first one was really awesome. Good thing I got it too. We drove all over the place. I loved Florida! My brother on the other hand did not. While I decided to stay and live with my father, my brother decided to go back to Alabama. I got a job and started thinking about going to school again.
I couldn’t imagine why my mom didn’t want to live in Florida at all. I was having so much fun! I could go to the beach or sailing or snorkeling or go out on a fishing boat. I was so busy having fun that I didn’t realize I had not been to church, or prayed, or even thought about God.
Things slowly started to go down hill. The school would not accept my credits which meant I would have to start all over again and my scholarship application was turned down. I could not afford to pay full tuition because I had not been working that long, so I consoled myself to not going back to school.
I was also in a constant battle between my parents. My mom would talk to me and my dad would talk to me, but they stopped talking to each other. I had become some kind of intermediary between the two. I was so frustrated I just said “Dad, do you still love Mom?�?and “Mom do you still love Dad?�?and when they both said no. I said just get divorced then so I could get on with my life. Wow, that was so unlike me to say something like that. I was slowly changing from the warm loving person I was into something totally different.
It didn’t take me long to make friends at work. In fact, one girl told me I should date her brother. She invited me over for dinner and before you know it I was dating a Jewish guy. I told him that we could date casually until I figured out what to do. After all I was a Christian and he was a Jew. How he could not believe in Jesus was beyond me. But I agreed to see how his world was.
Another person at work, Bob, invited me to visit a game club he belonged to. What a great place to hang out. They played all kinds of games, Board games, war games, this game, that game. I really loved that place. And I was soaking up the attention I got from the guys. They treated me like I was something special, they made me feel beautiful. I felt like the queen of the mountain. I had all but forgotten that God even existed in my life. I didn’t need God to feel good; I had all these guys chasing after me.
One night I was late leaving work. It was around 7pm and all the rush hour traffic was gone and I was pretty much the only person on the road. I was cruising down the highway in the inner lane and all of the sudden the car 2 lanes over headed straight toward me. I remember nothing at all after that. Just some guy banging on my window asking if I was okay. As I came around I realized I had been in an accident and that I was on the passenger side of the car. Why I was on that side of the car confused me because I knew I was the driver and that my seat belt had been on.
The EMT said I appeared to be just fine, although he wasn’t quite sure why. When I asked him why he felt that way, he took me over to look at the car. The front end of the car was crushed by the wall and pushed into the front seat. He said I was lucky that I had not had my seat belt buckled all the way. If it had not come loose, I probably would have either been very, very seriously injured or more than likely killed. I decided that day I would not drive another Toyota for as long as I live.
My minister gave a sermon about a month ago and I believe his message fits with this story. I won't tell all the details, but the message was�?What better way to get somebody’s attention than to get right up in their face and tell them you are there. Picture someone smacking their hands hard right in front of your nose.
God was letting me know he was there. He was telling me to come back to him.
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This chapter has a very special
message, you will see�?BR>
About a year after my accident
things were getting back to normal, I had another car and I was
planning on going back to school. Then my father lost his job.
Because there were no jobs to be found where we lived he went to
Florida to find employment. I don’t know all the reasons why,
but my mother refused to leave.
It was hard for my
brothers and me because they had been married for so long. My
younger brother and I decided to try to make the best of it. We
went to visit my father. About halfway to where my dad lived, my
car broke down and my father had to come get us. I didn’t
realize it at the time, but now I believe this was a message for
me. I believe it was God telling me not to go. He knew what lie
ahead for me if I continued on this path.
Well my car was
a dead; I had to go buy another one. I got another Toyota
because the mileage on my first one was really awesome. Good
thing I got it too. We drove all over the place. I loved
Florida! My brother on the other hand did not. While I decided
to stay and live with my father, my brother decided to go back
to Alabama. I got a job and started thinking about going to
school again.
I couldn’t imagine why my mom didn’t want
to live in Florida at all. I was having so much fun! I could go
to the beach or sailing or snorkeling or go out on a fishing
boat. I was so busy having fun that I didn’t realize I had not
been to church, or prayed, or even thought about
God.
Things slowly started to go down hill. The school
would not accept my credits which meant I would have to start
all over again and my scholarship application was turned down. I
could not afford to pay full tuition because I had not been
working that long, so I consoled myself to not going back to
school.
I was also in a constant battle between my
parents. My mom would talk to me and my dad would talk to me,
but they stopped talking to each other. I had become some kind
of intermediary between the two. I was so frustrated I just said
“Dad, do you still love Mom?�?and “Mom do you still love Dad?�?
and when they both said no. I said just get divorced then so I
could get on with my life. Wow, that was so unlike me to say
something like that. I was slowly changing from the warm loving
person I was into something totally different.
It didn’t
take me long to make friends at work. In fact, one girl told me
I should date her brother. She invited me over for dinner and
before you know it I was dating a Jewish guy. I told him that we
could date casually until I figured out what to do. After all I
was a Christian and he was a Jew. How he could not believe in
Jesus was beyond me. But I agreed to see how his world was.
Another person at work, Bob, invited me to visit a game
club he belonged to. What a great place to hang out. They played
all kinds of games, Board games, war games, this game, that
game. I really loved that place. And I was soaking up the
attention I got from the guys. They treated me like I was
something special, they made me feel beautiful. I felt like the
queen of the mountain. I had all but forgotten that God even
existed in my life. I didn’t need God to feel good; I had all
these guys chasing after me.
One night I was late leaving
work. It was around 7pm and all the rush hour traffic was gone
and I was pretty much the only person on the road. I was
cruising down the highway in the inner lane and all of the
sudden the car 2 lanes over headed straight toward me. I
remember nothing at all after that. Just some guy banging on my
window asking if I was okay. As I came around I realized I had
been in an accident and that I was on the passenger side of the
car. Why I was on that side of the car confused me because I
knew I was the driver and that my seat belt had been on.
The EMT said I appeared to be just fine, although he
wasn’t quite sure why. When I asked him why he felt that way, he
took me over to look at the car. The front end of the car was
crushed by the wall and pushed into the front seat. He said I
was lucky that I had not had my seat belt buckled all the way.
If it had not come loose, I probably would have either been
very, very seriously injured or more than likely killed. I
decided that day I would not drive another Toyota for as long as
I live.
My minister gave a sermon about a month ago and
I believe his message fits with this story. I won't tell all the
details, but the message was�?What better way to get somebody’s
attention than to get right up in their face and tell them you
are there. Picture someone smacking their hands hard right in
front of your nose.
God was letting me know he was
there. He was telling me to come back to
him.
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