Thread: A question for everyone.

So this is going to be a long story I have spell checked it so I hope it is in some time of good order and not jumping off topic as I do a lot. I have no idea why but all day I had this feeling that I needed to write and share this story, so hear it is.

Okay so first off I grew up with no religion in my life and a hard childhood (and I’m not complaining!)

I grew up with all the childhood thoughts about God how if he did really exist then he was mean and liked to see people suffer. And I was hurt to see all the terrible things in the world and also when some of the people in my life died like my grandfather who battled esophageal cancer for 3 years and finally lost and in my way of thinking, why him? The only one I love he was a good man why not take a ‘bad person. (As at this time I did not know the real works of God ) And for a long time I was an atheist as there are so many examples of his true existence. (I am now a Christian)

I was in a part of my life were I did not care if I lived or died I did drugs drank smoked cut...ect then in the winter of 2005 I went outside after 4 and was looking for my cat who had not came up for supper and it was not in his character to miss a meal he was a rescue cat who had not always had food so I walked around in the snow it was a hard winter here a lot of snow and nobody was out. I walked the hole way around the yard (we have 6 acres ) and finally walked near the road thinking as I have lost a few cats and dogs due to them getting hit in the road and they sometimes are found in the ditch.
as I walked along I heard a car I thought why on earth are those crazy people driving in the snow and on such bad road conditions I watched as they past bye and then to my horror they lost control and went right across the road and at the same time a van full of people were driving in the other lane going about 45 mph needless to say the van hit the car in the passenger side door in the front I watched. it was almost as time had gone in slow motion I seen the van hit I heard the bang then the car flew and landed on the side in the ditch the van was almost in the very same spot as if it hat hit a wall and the hood was smashed in. after the car stopped I could hear the horns and the screaming and it was all most like white noise in the back ground of me hearing.

Now some people claim if you see something ‘traumatic that you have never experienced before you are frozen (like I was, like a deer in head lights) I seen a man on TV he had some grand college degrees and he said if u are frozen its because your brain is searching very fast through all of your thoughts and past experiences to pick the correct response. But if it something new that you have no memory for then you stay frozen until someone snaps you out of it your brain finally decides what it should do.

So I was standing there in shock and I started to walk very fast through the snow to go to the people to see how I could help. (my family members are very into the local fire department and I have had a lot of experience in rescue’s and playing and being a victim I was once going to try out to be a junior firefighter but did not end up perusing that career ) And I know how in the very early stages of a trauma there are things that if are done right away could help the victim. (I did not know who was in the car or van at this time) So I tried to run to them but it was slow going on the side of the road were the snow was deepest but I was going and it just felt as if I was slowing down like my legs were so very heavy and finally I was crawling along and I felt this feeling as if someone or something was pushing me down, pushing down on my shoulders until I was pushed down in the snow kneeling. I figured I was in shock and needed to just rest for a
second. And it seemed as if time was going bye very slow but in reality it was a few minutes. I saw other people arrive on the scene as one of the ladies in the van had used her cell phone to call 911 and a few others. after a few more minutes I realized that there was enough people and fire fighters/emt tech’s that I was not going to be need and I was able to get up and start to walk I was waved over to give a statement to the cops as I was a whiteness and could help assure who was at fault and what had I seen. After I was done my father (fire fighter/medical assistant ) told me to walk home I was just in the way and if there was any more questions he would come and get me or they would come to me. So I walked home thinking how I felt so bad for those people and hoping that none was hurt to bad. I got home and retold what I scene to my mom as she cooked dinner and after 30 more minutes father got home I was sitting in the living room and was just sitting there not sure what to do. he came in and stood there asked if I new such and such (I will discuses there real names so I will call them Abby and Amanda) I said sure I do they are my best friends they are sisters Amanda is in my grade at school and her little sister is 16 and a wonderful girl who’s a cheerleader they live down the road don’t u remember them? He said no not really. I asked why? He said in such a cold feeling less way because they were the ones in the car and the younger one was killed and the older sister who was driving is in a coma and has so many injuries she will most likely die but was taken to the hospital. Then he turned around and turns on the kitchen TV and ate dinner. I was now in shock again my mind was racing like why? and how? then it hit me what I needed to do, call one of our friends and tell her the news I did not want her to have to hear about this on the news as they always get the info wrong anyway (and they did) so I took the phone to my room and called her (will call her Anne) I said please you and your mom sit down I need to tell you something. We are both goofy girls so me to call and be so serious she new it was important. I said I have to tell u something that has happened and its okay to cry or yell or even hang up on me I’ll understand but I wanted you to hear this from me someone who cares not some new caster who is just ‘reporting the ‘stories, she said okay so I told her and they cried but she thanked me and we promised to keep each other informed. I did not know what to do so I just lay down in bed and cried myself to sleep.

I slept for a long time usually I only sleep a few hours and wake up having a terrible night mere, but not this time I did have a dream. I had a dream of the events of the night before were I was looking for the cat in the snow and all It was like I was floating above the earth’s surface and looking at myself and I watched as everything happen as it did the car the crash..ect then I watched as I tried to run to the car and van and then a giant figure floated down from the sky it was big and so bright and white (not bright like the sun were u cant look at it but so white even whiter than the snow) I watched as it pushed down on my shoulders until I was kneeling and did not let me up until I had decided not to go to the car and as I watched myself get up and go on ahead to talk to the cops it looked at me and winked then pointed up and floated away! Then I woke up. I woke up feeling such an overwhelming feeling of peace and warmth and love and all kinds of emotions and it was strange to feel this after the day before and my friend dying and maybe my other friend on the edge of dying. (they both were very short and so very skinny girls I had figured that my other friend might have already been dead as she was driving and head so many injuries) then everything fell into place I realized what it was the figure that had stopped me from going to the car was my guardian angel and right after I had this idea that feeling was even stronger than all kinds of thoughts ran through my head of God and life and how I was all wrong in my idea’s of how it worked I realized I was all wrong and the feeling got stronger and I cried and cried and got down out of bed and cried out to God to hold me and cried to Jesus to love me and forgive me for all the sins and as I realized how wrong I was I cried and begged Jesus to come into my heart and never leave me and I felt such a feeling that I had never felt before it was strong and commanding and very hard to describe but it was wonderful and I was changed into a Christian and ever since that day I have had an even greater understanding of life and the world. I had talked to a few other Christians and as they wanted to know how I was saved I would tell them (not as much detail as I just went into) but one said I was very lucky that my angel was on duty. I asked why? She said just to think if I had and went to the car and seen my friends like that all mangled and bloody and dead I might have gone insane as I was not yet saved. I had not thought about it but I’m sure that there had been other times many other times that my angel helped me that I was unaware of. So now I am a Christian and was baptized two times.
That’s my true story.
~GodsAngelBaby