After the fun and work was over, we had to hurry home because my brother was having surgery at the VA. We were almost home when it happened. I was driving 65mph and was in the passing lane trying to get around a slower car. There was a car in front of me, several behind, and the one on the right with several cars behind him. It was a very busy highway.
I was almost past the car on my right when I tried to give the car a little more gas. I say tried because I did and nothing happened. I tried again and then looked at the speedometer and realized that it was going the wrong way. We were slowing down. I looked at the gauges and lights, there was nothing wrong. But we were definitely slowing down.
I looked at my oldest and said that something was wrong. By then, the lights and gauges were all going off and I knew that the car was dead. It had died going 65mph in the middle of heavy traffic. I had no power steering and no way to get it off the road and around all the traffic. I started say, "Oh God", not in a cursing kind of way but in a desperate cry for help kind of way. I turned on my emergency lights and tried to turn the steering wheel and the next thing I know we are sitting on the shoulder out of traffic.
Seriously.
I don't know how we got there and how we didn't get hit by all those cars, but Praise God we didn't. It was probably one of the scariest moments I can remember. The girls and I talked about it and I was sure to make them understand that God was in control and He got us to the side of the road safely.
2 comments:
Amen. He has been there for me daily. Whether it is not going when the light turns green and another car runs a red light. Or something as simple as giving me a light landing when I fall and don't get hurt or surviving cancer. Heavenly Father is my companion. I am so proud of you and the way you raise your little ones. I know He will bless you and your family as you keep Him near.
What a blessing for your girls to so clearly SEE God's hand on their lives. :) Praise Him you are okay!
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