God is faithful, but this isn’t a story about His faithfulness. You see faithfulness involves a promise but God did NOT promise me as a believer in Jesus Christ that my days would be pain or trouble free; in fact, because I believe in Him, I can expect my days to be more challenging because His enemy is now mine as well. This story is a testimony instead to the mercy and grace of God and involves the events which unfolded one Saturday morning.
Two o’clock in the morning can’t come soon enough when you’re nearing the end of another night shift and in the wee hours of the morning my thoughts had already turned to the afternoon of fishing that I had planned with my wife for later that day. I should tell you that I also drive an eighteen wheeler for a living and was making final preparations to drive the short 144 miles home and begin the weekend. After hooking up my two trailers and completing my pretrip safety inspection I departed for what I assumed would be another routine trip into the south Texas countryside.
Thirty five miles south of my location someone else was getting ready to go home as well – too much to drink, not enough rest, more problems than power in his life. He headed out from wherever he had been and entered a 4 lane toll road going the wrong way. It was ten miles travelling northbound in southbound lanes on a road limited to 85mph before he met anyone else on that road. He could have hit a carload of kids, a family headed on a vacation trip, a bus or any number of big trucks but he didn’t, at least not until he met me.
At night, headlights breaking from a right curve all look like they belong to vehicles on your side of the road and eventually it becomes clear that they are actually where they belong, so when I saw the headlights of this mans pickup truck rounding the curve ahead of me I thought nothing of it for a few seconds and then I realized he was in my lane. Closing the distance rapidly between us, the driver left me only two choices: veer to the right and meet him driver side to driver side or attempt to escape by heading to the left lane and hoping the man would realize that he was on the wrong side of the road and stay where he was until he passed me…but he didn’t. He followed me across the center stripe and collided with the right front side of my truck, knocking my steering axle under the cab and folding the wheels underneath. The collision ruptured my fuel tank, dislodged my single rear axle and turned the single axle on my first trailer side ways ending with me jackknifed half on and half off off the fast lane of the road and the opposing driver coming to rest in the ditch, trapped in his pickup. Within a minute, two more vehicles passed through the debris field and kept going and then, climbing out of my driver side window, I got out of my truck.
Upon arriving, first responders attention was on the driver in the pick up and using hydraulics they were able to pry the door open and get the man out. The man stepped out of his truck and walked with firefighters to a pumper truck 30 yards away and after a few minutes left the scene talking with EMS first responders.
I share this story with you not for the dramatics but to give God glory for His mercy and grace, you see it’s not every day that people walk away from a head-on wreck. God was with that man as he drove the wrong way, protecting him and others from a terrible outcome. Had we met, driver side to driver side there is no doubt that he would have been killed. Had we met on that side his still occupied pickup would have remained in the road and the two vehicles passing through the debris field would have struck his vehicle leading to what would have become a chain reaction wreck.
Finally, a number of people from my company have reviewed the video commenting that my ability to correct my jackknifing truck and trailers kept them from laying over. They say that it is apparent that I was steering to avoid the layover which I no doubt was doing. But what they forget and what I didn’t know was that my steering wheel linkage was no longer connected after impact and that my front axle was dislodged….I didn’t do anything!!! It was God’s hands that kept my equipment up right!!! His hands that shielded the wrong way driver at impact and His hands that kept me from suffering even the slightest ache, pain, bump or bruise in this wreck!!!
God IS merciful! He has a plan for your life, for the drunk driver’s life and for my life! God is also persistent, sometimes going to great lengths to get our attention and to turn us in the right direction. Have you believed in His Son whom God sent to redeem your soul and give you a forever place with Him in Heaven? My hope is that your “come to Jesus” moment isn’t this drastic and severe but that you hear the words which declare that “God so loved the world,” including you, “that He gave His only begotten Son that whosoever (you) believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life.” If you have not yet believed, having heard the word, how far will God have to go to get your attention?
I have since returned to my night run into Austin, returning to work the next business day and praising Him who is merciful; acknowledging out loud what I KNOW in my heart to be true: it has been by His grace that I have come thus far and in that same grace that I will continue to go.
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