This weekend I visited Biola University with a good friend and got to see the campus and hang out with friends who go there. It was raining really hard and it was kind of sketchy getting home but we made it. I dropped her off at her grandmas and started on my way home. As I was on my way I passed the gas station and then decided to turn around because I only had a little more than a quarter of a tank left. I finished getting gas and proceeded on my way home when I saw a pretty gnarly car accident. I parked my car and went across the street and looked at the flipped car, dialing 911 and saw someone I knew get out of the car. Him and his girlfriend were fine but it really shook me up, seeing that one of my best friends had gotten in a car accident last spring, and the memories still haven’t left me yet. I went home shaking and starting to cry and as the scene played back in my head again and again, I thanked God for keeping them safe but also wondered why he would have put me there to see such a scary thing happen, since I’m still feel scarred from the last one. But the thing is, the more I thought about it, the more I realized how strange it was that I actually saw it, since i wasn’t even planning to stop for gas. I then started to realize that there is a reason that I was there…it wasn’t by accident, it was by God’s grace. I don’t know what the reason is, but I’m praying that God would reveal it to me somehow. God is a fair and just God and he is protecting people, even though they have no idea and have no relationship with the Lord. I’m thankful that he protected my friend today, but I’m hoping even more so that he and his girlfriend will be overwhelmed with God’s mercy and realize that there’s something missing in their lives.
"Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good! His faithful love endures forever." 1 Chronicles 16:34Posted on 20 November 2011