The Voice of The Lord

I shudder at the thought of how close Evan's life was on disappearing from this world; from my world one Friday morning.

I had texted him, forgetting completely that he's still on the road. He went to read it, looking down and looking up on the road, and looking down again. As he went to answer me the Lord clearly spoke to him and said, "Don't answer it." He closed his phone and looked up and there as the road came into a bend, fifty feet ahead of him is a road block diverting the traffic into the right lane. He quickly changed into the right lane (no one else being there) and avoided a fatal collision. Had not the Lord spoken to him and had he not listened to the voice of the Lord, I don't know where I would be today or or if I would still be writing here this morning.

Interestingly enough about twenty minutes before texting him, I felt a desire to pray for him out loud. (There must be something about praying out loud because I felt just saying the prayer to myself but as if it wasn't enough I felt a nudge in my heart to say it out loud. (Take note prayer warriors, the fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much. I'm not sure if you can pray too urgently without speaking it out loud, summoning the power within you to take over and the spirits around you to flee...)) You see this is very peculiar because every morning before my husband leaves for work we stand together and pray for each other's safety; his on mine and mine on his. And then I go through the mantra of telling him, "Eyes on the road, do not speed, pay attention...etc." And sometimes he even teases me by saying it to himself out loud, letting me know he's aware of what he's supposed to do before driving away. So to pray for him again later for his safety I found quite unusual.

God is truly gracious to me. I could kick myself though for being the cause of almost killing him. How many times I would yell at him if I catch him reading a text and trying to answer it when we're on the road. He said that experience taught him a lesson, to never respond to a text again. He said a split second of looking down and running 65 miles per hour can bring you a hundred feet ahead without you even realizing it. But the Lord is so gracious to me and merciful to me. Thank the Lord He is real and watches over us day and night.