He's Always Watching Over Us

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Story type: Angel
Location: Southern Illinois
Source: Form Submission
Date submitted: Thu Feb 10 15:26:20 2011

When I was dating the father of my children one big subject that we usually ended up arguing about was God. Not his existence because we both believe he exists, but more so on whether or not God is there for us. He had a hard life growing up and didn’t really believe that God was there for him. I, on the other hand, have grown up in a family of believers. I went to church most Sundays and on some Wednesday’s, church camp during the summer and even church conventions during the spring. Yeah I enjoyed those times because I got to meet people and have fun, but God’s presence was for lack of better wording AWESOME and BIG and I never wanted those times to end!

If anyone has ever been blessed to know God’s love then you might understand where I am coming from. When the subject of God would come up or he would start blaming God for his problems this anger would boil up in me and I literally would start defending God. I know it may sound strange, but I would be so mad that he would dare talk about God like that! Yes I know anger probably was not the best way to show God’s love (actually is definitely was not), but at the time my walk with God wasn’t where it should have been so anger was what rose up in me, sad, but true. So during one of these arguments he happened to ask me “Has he ever shown himself to you?” I easily said “Yes, as a matter of fact he has.” He asked “How?” And these are the instances that I was and am still able to say God has either with his own holy hand or by sending Angel’s to be there shown his mighty awesome powers!

I am oldest of four girls in my family. When I was about five years old give or take, myself, two of my younger sisters and my mother where all going to town in our jeep. The back of our jeep was packed completely full of laundry that my mom was going to take to the laundry mat. During this time period children did not have to be in car seats and buckling up was not a law. My mother put my sister who was two years younger than I and myself in the front passenger seat and buckled us in. My other sister who was still a baby and in an infant carrier was wedged in between the driver’s seat and the passenger seat. Of course she was buckled into the infant carrier. My mom was the only one who was not buckled in.

On our way to town my mom lost control of the jeep. The jeep flipped SEVEN times. Once the jeep stopped flipping she looked over to find us and EVERY ONE of us girls were gone out of the jeep. She was the only one left inside. She crawled out of the jeep and went searching for us. To her surprise ALL three of us were SITTING by the side of the road. I was sitting with both girls on my lap. My sister landed on my lap and the baby on her lap. I had a gash above my eye in my eye brow and some scratches, my sister had a bloody nose and the baby only had a few scratches. My mom ended up having surgery as she had a hole in the top of her head which was easily fixed during surgery. How can three young children who are BUCKLED in a jeep that is flipped SEVEN times be sitting on the side of the road with minor or no injuries? My mom said it looked like someone had picked us up and just sat us there. How could we have been sitting one right on top of another? Only God can manage something that awesome!

Another time I believe he was there and was watching over me was when I was in my early to mid-twenties. I was driving along side two semis. As we were approaching a stop light that was also a turn the first semi started through the light when it started changing from green to red. I had plenty of time to go if I wanted as I was in the other lane. The second semi instead of slowing down to stop sped up to get through the light. I am not the type to sit around and wait if I don’t have to, but for some reason that day the thought crossed my mind “Go ahead slow down and just see what’s on the radio.” I could have done this even while turning through the light. THANK GOD He stopped me! The second semi turned so quickly that its cargo bed turned over INTO MY LANE! If I would have gone I would have been crushed! God was definitely looking out for me that day!

Another instance I was able to show him God’s presence in mine and my families’ life is through my youngest sister. When my sister was five years old she was diagnosed with Hydrocephalus. Meaning there was a build-up of liquid in her ventricles and it was literally squishing her brain. By the time she was diagnosed they called my parents to get her to St. Louis Children’s hospital for IMMEDIATE brain surgery. My parents went and when they met with the doctor the first time my sister was asleep on my mother’s lap. The doctor started asking my mom questions about my sister. While he was asking questions she woke up. She heard the doctor ask “Can she talk?” And my sister said “Yeah, I can talk.” He asked “Can you walk?” She said “Yeah, I can walk”, and got down and started walking around. The doctor was VERY surprised and had thought the wrong MRI pictures had been sent to him. Certainly she should not be walking, talking or anything of that sort. She should be pretty much a vegetable and certainly not communicating. He had the right information so he gave my parents the bad news; she probably had a tumor on the brain. They went into surgery and NO TUMOR!!!! They were able to put in a shunt that they said would probably need to be changed as she grew. The build-up was from something being pinched and it was only allowing some fluids to drain into the spinal cord area as it should the rest was building up in the ventricles. And the shunt that would need replaced as she grew. NEVER had to be replaced.

So you see God is everywhere. His angels are everywhere. His mercies are everywhere. You really don’t have to look that hard to see them. Sometimes in today’s world it’s hard to see the good with the negative that goes on around us. When things “look” bad thank him! Thank him for the roof over your head; thank him for your family or your friends. Thank him if you have a job; thank him if you are blessed with children. Not everyone has it so good, even when if it doesn’t look that good. Maybe you don’t live in the best looking house, or your family and friends drive you crazy, maybe your job is a stinker of a job or you kids drive you crazy. It could always be worse. You could be homeless. You could be unlucky enough to not have family or close friends even. You could be one of the many who are jobless and endlessly searching so they provide for themselves or a family at home. You could be one of the many who want children and aren’t able to have them. It could always be worse. And if you are one of those who fall in the category of “you could be” praise him anyway because when you do he will always find a way to bless you!

Since those times when I use to argue about God with the father of my children he has finally started learned how good God is. Unfortunately it took hitting a low point in life, but when I do get a chance to talk with him he surprises me and tells me he’s glad it happened because he never would have had a chance to find God in his life. If we get to talk long enough he tells me about the differences in his life and the work that God is doing. “It’s not easy” he tells me, “but it’s amazing how I can find God in the simple things when I stop concentrating on all the bad things.”

God is good! Aw,…who am I kidding God is AWESOME! I hope if you read this you and yours are as blessed as me and mine! God bless and have a great day!