Yesterday, I thanked God for the lives of my loved ones, today I thank God for mine.
Exactly a week ago, during my daily communication with God, I found myself in tears, praying for life. I didn’t know why but I dwelled on it for some time. I didn’t think much of it afterwards because I could feel that my prayers were answered.
I woke up today with only one intention, to plan the best party for my beloved. At some point I was eager to get things done as quickly as possible. As I was driving on the main road, a Ford from a motor road, I’m guessing he was either in a hurry as well or he was absent-minded.
The next thing I see is a white car in front of me, swivelling to my left . I was jamming the brake, but at the speed I was going, it wasn’t enough to completely stop my car.
I stopped, he stopped, I got out and I could hear myself scream towards him; ” WHY?”
Then I moved the car from the road to a taxi stop, his car engine was completely dead.
The more I think about it, the more I realise that God truly did save my life in more ways than one;
I wasn’t with my phone and I couldn’t call anybody. Worse still, my phone cover has a compartment where I keep my most important cards, including my driver’s license. I had neither on my person.
His car stopped. He had to call a tow company, if that did not happen, he would have left the scene, who have believed a foreign black girl speaking gibberish lango? I asked him to call the police and make pictures of the scene. I think he understood but he waved it away. He was mostly interested in the insurances
I don’t speak the local dialect, everybody that saw the crash went on their way. It could have been very easy for him to pin the fault on me when the police came.
I was also torn about the police involvement especially as I didn’t have my card, and he had told me to call him and his insurance and get money. At that time, I was okay with the verbal alliance but now that I’ve taken time to process it, I’m realising that he was being a wise guy and I was being gullible.
When the police came, I shouted, ” Oh God, why me?”
They turned out to be incredibly helpful although I didn’t have any identity on me. They seemed frustrated with me at first, but they became understanding and supportive.
A good samaritan and his lovely wife gave me a lift home.
Now, as I ask God, “Why me”? It is with a completely different tone. Last Thursday, he told me he will save a life. Today his word came true , for he kept Mr white Ford and I safe and unharmed.
You guys, yesterday I was literally talking about the importance of celebrating life. I didn’t even know, but it’s okay because the one who saves sees today and eons into the future.
After posting on social platform, a few people that care asked why I behave like nothing happened to me.
Ok I’ve made it obvious that the number uno reason I write is because I don’t know how to process emotions properly, PLUS how can I be wailing and rolling?
Certainly not me. Instead, I’m celebrating my life confidently in Jesus today, tomorrow and forever. Thank You Jesus!
Thanks for reading my daily thoughts <3