Jesus’ hands on the wheel
On Saturday, as I was getting ready to leave, I started having a lot of thoughts of getting into a serious car accident. I didn’t speak the fear, I spoke faith.
Later that day, my husband drove the van to check it out, and he said the front end needed fixing and that we needed to plan to purchase another car instead of putting more money into this one.
The next day, on my way back home from the store, my van made a noise and then it really started to wobble. I called on Jesus, applied my breaks and the van started to veer off to the right. That’s when my entire wheel came off and my van and rolled onto the curb. I slid about 10 feet before I came to a stop.
This happened in front of an auto repair shop! The auto shop purchased our un-drivable van, for the price of a drivable van. Isn’t God Good?
As I was sharing this with my son, Wednesday night, and he told me that on Tuesday morning, he was talking on the phone and had a thought of me in a car accident. He stopped talking and prayed, “Father protect my mom from harm, I cast that down in Jesus name. He said, “Mom, I know God had His hand on that wheel until you were in a safe place, He protected you.” My God is great and greatly to be praised!!!
