God miraculously held me safely in place during a car accident and kept me alive. . .

When I left Dallas to go to Indiana in May for a two month working visit I kept hearing to put my car title in the car. Immediately I began to argue with the Holy Spirit that no one leaves the title in the car in case it is stolen. I felt that would be a stupid thing to do. Over and over again, I kept hearing to “put the title in the car for this trip.” I prayed three times, asking for the Blood of Jesus to cover me and bring the truth to me. (If you doubt your message, pray once for the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. This clears your soul of any electronic signals you may receive from cell phones, electro-magnetic fields, power towers, etc. The very next thing you hear after that is from your Holy Spirit.)

Again I was told to pack the title. I did not ask anything further. I did not want to know if it was going to be bad. I amused myself with the thought, “maybe a new car is in my future”, and let it go.

The Saturday night before I was to leave on July 8, 2006, the Holy Spirit spoke to me and said to call my friend Gerrie Anne so we could go to church the next morning and light candles and pray. The message was repeated three times to me. I heard “You must not leave the state of Indiana without doing this.” It was so strong I called her and made those exact plans.  I did not question this, thinking it was for highway safety and protection.

I left there feeling good about the visit, the prayers and the candles that I knew would be “holding place” for me there in St. Charles Catholic church in Peru while I drove to Dallas. Ten hours later I was in Benton, Arkansas, within sight of the motel where I was going to spend the night. I had been up all day Saturday, had packed my things into my little Kia Sportage all night long, gone to visit my friend Sunday morning, and then driven until midnight that night. The last thing I can remember was seeing the exit sign for my motel. The next thing I heard was the sound of a loud crash. My car had hit the right tail light of the back end of a milk transport truck, spun around three times in a circle according to witnesses, then slammed with the passenger side into the concrete barrier, going backwards down the highway for two blocks distance, left the barrier, turned over on the passenger side and slid sideways across the highway through oncoming traffic to the right shoulder of the road.

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