Here is the next installment of my Five Minute Free Writes Challenge.
I was never one who was open to change. I lived in the same home, my entire childhood, in fact, my parents didn’t sell my childhood home until I was out of the house for 19 years. At the age of 63 I can count on both hands, with fingers left over, the number places I’ve lived in my life and on one hand the number of jobs I’ve had.
My husband is a biker and introduced me to long distance motorcycle trips. Living in a very urban part of NJ we took every opportunity to jump on the bike and put some miles on it. If we weren’t working we were riding. Each summer we took trips from NJ to the Ozark Mts. I loved getting away and hated coming home. I loved my job but I hated living in the city specially after 9/11.
August 2004 we did our usual summer trip to the Ozarks-about 3000 miles round trip with near perfect weather. The Sunday after we got home we decided to take a ride to a friends church-the Pastor is a biker and preaches the Word of God with amazing passion. We were about 2 1/2 miles from home and had just passed through the NJ Turnpike toll booth. We entered the ramp leading to the next highway when I looked up and all I remember seeing was a red car hood and saying “God help us”. The next thing I remember is hearing this horrendous groaning and then realizing it was coming from me. The car with the red hood was driven by someone who thought the best way to get to the toll was to pass four cars, crossing the double yellow line on an uphill blind curve. I landed in the middle of the lane for the oncoming traffic. Thankfully, the on coming traffic saw what was about to happen and stopped or I would have been killed by the secondary hit.
Witnesses said it looked like I was caught and laid down on the pavement-for a long time I resentfully wished my angel had dropped me a little softer so I would have avoided all my injuries, some of which I still deal with today. I know now God had plans for me and my injuries. Today I am thankful for our accident. While I was lying on the ground I distinctly heard, in my spirit, a voice saying, “it’s going to be a long haul but you are going to be ok.” After that I had an odd sense of peace that can only come from God.
I was a very self sufficient woman, who had lived in the same city a long time, worked at the same job for 15 years suddenly had to depend on others to take care of me. My husband was injured too so we went from two good salaries to hoping to get temporary disability. For the first time in many years, I was not earning a living. We both needed surgeries and physical therapy. Borrowing money to meet our daily expenses. The man that hit us had very minimal insurance and no assets so we didn’t recover very much. Did I mention that financial stability was the biggest strong hold the enemy had on me? I had to have major back surgery in March 2005. I couldn’t go back to work permanently.
One morning, not long after my back surgery, my husband came to me and said, “You will never guess what we are supposed to do!” I answered him, “Move to the Ozarks?” God had given us both the same dream that night. The next night my husband couldn’t sleep so he went on the Internet to check out properties and one kept coming up. Unbelievably, the next day a realator showed up on our doorstep and said “I know your building is not for sale but I have an interested buyer.” We owned a four family building. There were lots of things that should not have fallen into place but we kept saying “if it’s God’s will, it will happen” and happen it did! We now live in the Ozarks in that home that kept coming up and can not imagine living anywhere else. It’s our corner of paradise.
Proverbs 3:5-6 says:
Trust in the with all your heart,
In all your ways acknowledge him,
For the first time we were truly living these words-trusting in Him, not relying on what the world would say what we should be doing, praised Him every step of the way and He made our path straight.
I believe that God does not cause tragedy in our lives but like the Book of Job illustrates He allows it. I never would have been open to the changes that took place in our lives had we not had our life changing accident. The accident helped me break loose of some strongholds, caused me to trust God on a deeper level and realize the enemy could take away my mobility but not my ability to serve God. I could pray anywhere and anytime.
The enemy tried to derail my life but instead he caused my relationship with Jesus to grow strong. My heart is now open to what God has planned for me and for His calling on my life. I know I use Genesis 50:20 a lot but truth be told the enemy has worked time and again to stop me from serving God and every time the exact opposite has happened-a deeper desire to know Him and serve Him.
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