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12 YEARS AGO NOW SINCE GOD SAVED ME FROM A FATAL ACCIDENT. WATCHED 13 PERISH AS I GOT RESCUED.
I will not forget the faithfulness of the Lord. I will narrate this to generations and generations, and I will praise Him for He is mighty to save.
It's now 12 years this month since this happened.
I traveled from Uganda, where I lived, to Kenya to visit my parents and I had a safe trip, and we had a 4 days reunion with my family. I was ready to return back to my husband. On my way, as always, I visited a couple friends (The Kushites) who, after a long chat, prayed for my trip. After entering a Taxi/ Matatu (public transportation) 14 Sitter, I found myself interceding and pleading for safety in prayer to God.
There was only one seat left behind, and since I was in a hurry, I agreed to sit behind with two old men. I started looking for a safety belt and was convinced I needed to tighten one. (Mind you, this wasn't a norm then) They were all dirty, and I was sure I would not belt up. But my spirit insisted, and I buckled up, my neighbors. In amazement wondered why I did that, yet I was wearing a white trouser. When they asked me, I didn’t have a reason, so they both laughed.
After 2 hours of travel, our driver, who was speeding, decided to overtake a truck; that was the last thing I saw. I remember feeling very scared. The next I knew is that we were spinning on the highway because we hit a track. We were consequently thrown around 15 meters away from the road into a bush, and a tree held the vehicle.
I lifted my voice and asked Jesus to save me, and I shouted words that I don’t remember, but one thing which stands out is that I know I called God and I needed help from Him. As I write, these tears roll my chicks…because I saw him come to my rescue.
There was silence in the next few minutes, and I was the only one shouting at the top of my voice. As we landed on the trees, I could see heads chopped off and others flying over, and the Matatu was totally destroyed. No roof or anything.
MIRACLE
It left me sitting on my chair intact with lifted hands. Shockingly a piece of metal ran between my leg and my shoe and broke the shoe into two pieces, leaving no injury at all.
In a moment, the accident site was filled with people who, of course, were keen on saving this shouting survivor. I removed my safety belt and stood up, and walked out.
My neighbors both dead and indeed, the entire taxi 13 people dead.
God did a perfect job that day of saving my life. He sent his angels to guard over me. They shielded me and protected me. Did I deserve this ?????NO,
My heart still goes out to the families of those who died. Yet, I cannot fail to acknowledge God in His might and power to save me.
When I got out, the crowds had one message, “He spared your life please make sure you start working in a church, leave your current job and serve the church “ Drunkards and others acknowledged that they had seen a miracle and that I should consider giving my life to Jesus. I had no energy to explain how I was a Christian and that I was serving the Lord in the capacity He had placed me then.
They insisted that I go to the hospital and purportedly was supposed to sit in the ambulance with the dead bodies. I refused, and since I had called my husband, he had called my friends in Nairobi who were waiting for me and not even wanting to hear the testimony but keen to rash me to hospital. The doctor did all tests, and I had no single injury. She closed her eyes and prayed for me.
I traveled to Kampala the following day, and to date, I will not forget that day.
I learned this, and I would like to remind myself this month:
12 YEARS AGO NOW SINCE GOD SAVED ME FROM A FATAL ACCIDENT. WATCHED 13 PERISH AS I GOT RESCUED.
I will not forget the faithfulness of the Lord. I will narrate this to generations and generations, and I will praise Him for He is mighty to save.
It's now 12 years this month since this happened.
I traveled from Uganda, where I lived, to Kenya to visit my parents and I had a safe trip, and we had a 4 days reunion with my family. I was ready to return back to my husband. On my way, as always, I visited a couple friends (The Kushites) who, after a long chat, prayed for my trip. After entering a Taxi/ Matatu (public transportation) 14 Sitter, I found myself interceding and pleading for safety in prayer to God.
There was only one seat left behind, and since I was in a hurry, I agreed to sit behind with two old men. I started looking for a safety belt and was convinced I needed to tighten one. (Mind you, this wasn't a norm then) They were all dirty, and I was sure I would not belt up. But my spirit insisted, and I buckled up, my neighbors. In amazement wondered why I did that, yet I was wearing a white trouser. When they asked me, I didn’t have a reason, so they both laughed.
After 2 hours of travel, our driver, who was speeding, decided to overtake a truck; that was the last thing I saw. I remember feeling very scared. The next I knew is that we were spinning on the highway because we hit a track. We were consequently thrown around 15 meters away from the road into a bush, and a tree held the vehicle.
I lifted my voice and asked Jesus to save me, and I shouted words that I don’t remember, but one thing which stands out is that I know I called God and I needed help from Him. As I write, these tears roll my chicks…because I saw him come to my rescue.
There was silence in the next few minutes, and I was the only one shouting at the top of my voice. As we landed on the trees, I could see heads chopped off and others flying over, and the Matatu was totally destroyed. No roof or anything.
MIRACLE
It left me sitting on my chair intact with lifted hands. Shockingly a piece of metal ran between my leg and my shoe and broke the shoe into two pieces, leaving no injury at all.
In a moment, the accident site was filled with people who, of course, were keen on saving this shouting survivor. I removed my safety belt and stood up, and walked out.
My neighbors both dead and indeed, the entire taxi 13 people dead.
God did a perfect job that day of saving my life. He sent his angels to guard over me. They shielded me and protected me. Did I deserve this ?????NO,
My heart still goes out to the families of those who died. Yet, I cannot fail to acknowledge God in His might and power to save me.
When I got out, the crowds had one message, “He spared your life please make sure you start working in a church, leave your current job and serve the church “ Drunkards and others acknowledged that they had seen a miracle and that I should consider giving my life to Jesus. I had no energy to explain how I was a Christian and that I was serving the Lord in the capacity He had placed me then.
They insisted that I go to the hospital and purportedly was supposed to sit in the ambulance with the dead bodies. I refused, and since I had called my husband, he had called my friends in Nairobi who were waiting for me and not even wanting to hear the testimony but keen to rash me to hospital. The doctor did all tests, and I had no single injury. She closed her eyes and prayed for me.
I traveled to Kampala the following day, and to date, I will not forget that day.
I learned this, and I would like to remind myself this month:
- God speaks, and I only need to listen and allow him to speak. He quickened me to pray and even use my belt.
- God listens to prayers and answers: when I called Him, He answered me and sent his angels over me to just lift me up. I vividly remember how in desperation, I knew I needed God.
- God is sovereign and perfect in all his ways: He saved me alone in that entire vehicle, why I don’t know, but all I know is that He is sovereign.
It leaves me singing "How great though art" and aware that I am a “God's girl on assignment.”
Hi Gil, I gave thanks to God for you. I've need heard this story before but indeed this was a miracle. Stay safe dear
ReplyDeleteIt's not too late girl...I tell you.
DeleteMERCY SAID NO,KEEP PREACHING JESUS AND HIS RESURRECTION POWER
ReplyDeleteSing on...
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ReplyDeleteDear Gil,
I never heard this story of God's miraculous salvation from the matatu acccident... but I know your life is His and I thank God for His hand on you in that moment, and in your life commitments and mission.
Admiringly,
Linda Byler
So glad you could hear it and surely God is good. I praise him..
DeleteI agree you are God's girl on assignment and I testify to that seeing how God has used you this far even in my own life. Love you girl and stay blessed ��
ReplyDeleteAsante ....
DeleteThanks Girl for keeping this discipline of blogging, you have taken be back, i need to resurrect.
ReplyDeletePlease go on..this is where I will practice before I become an author...you wait for me on the other side..let's do it..
DeleteWhat a testimony!!!
ReplyDeleteHe is an amazing God!!
What a miracle God we serve...keep the fire burning...
ReplyDeleteI came across this last year, read through, then read it again, and i couldn't help but pray. Then i have seen it again today, and found myself reading it, AGAIN, to the letter and to the last paragraph, and i know, as much as i tend to forget of his mercies, i acknowledge there is a living God, and thanks Gathoni for reminding me so. God bless you as you live for him.
ReplyDeleteYou know we always need to be reminded of His faithfulness ,, we forget so often ,, Praise God ohhh
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