Driving on the interstate at the speed limit 70, it’s rather fast to have a blowout with a tire. When it happened I had no clue why I was losing control of my car. I instinctly knew how to pull the steering wheel to keep it on the road. But I know I wasn’t alone holding on to that wheel.
A friend was driving ahead I called her to tell her I almost lost control on the road. I wasn’t sure what was wrong with my car I needed to pull over to the shoulder. I asked her to get off the nearest exit that was coming up. She told me there was a truck there at that exit. When I got there I couldn’t go any further because of the truck.
I stopped my SUV to get out and saw my tire was torn to shreds. And that it blew off the trim. I was a little in shock never knew a tire blowout could cause so much damage.
I ran over to the truck asked the man if he could help me. He was a very nice man came right over. He asked if I had a spare tire. I told him I have a doughnut but I’m not sure how to get to it. My friend called as he and I tried to figure out where the doughnut might be. She said she was turning around at the next exit to come back to where I was. I told her the truck driver is helping me put doughnut on. She said that’s great are you witnessing to him. Because my phone was on speaker I saw him look up as she said that. I said I was about to. I told him I don’t know if you believe in God but theses no conisidence you were stuck here on the side of road near to where I had my blow out.
He nodded and started to pretend he didn’t understand English very well. My friend pulled up behind me as he and I were removing things from my trunk to find the place to get the doughnut out. We found my jack and an instruction booklet that showed in illustration a key to unlock the area where my doughnut was. He started speaking very clear English. I felt prompted by the Holy Spirit to tell him I knew he spoke perfect English. The reason he was pretending was because he didn’t want to talk to God. He smiled. I said you are away from God because your father is a preacher and you judge his life as ungodly. He perked up and looked amazed I knew his story. My friend asked him is she telling the truth is your dad a preacher? He said yes he preaches in Miami. I told him that most of the trip I was praying in tongues. It was the reason Jesus took the wheel when my car had the blowout. I felt I wasn’t steering it on my own. It also was the reason I knew what to say to him. He told me you can’t drive too far on a doughnut you’ll have to get a tire. He helped me load my things back in my trunk. I grabbed a Bible track on the father’s love in Spanish for him. I offered him some money. He refused so I grabbed a little car vacuum my Aunt had given to me for his truck he said thank you. I said God the father loves you so much he used my tire blowing off to reach you. He wants you to know he’s here for you. Your dad may not represent him correctly but he’s still your Father in heaven and loves you very much. He wants a relationship with you again. He hugged me gave me a kiss on the cheek. Then hugged my friend gave her a kiss on the cheek and walked away because it was starting to rain. The Lord even held back the rain for us until we were finished putting spare on.
I knew the whole encounter was a complete set up from God. It helped me not to freak out so much about what happened to my car. The Lord reminded me I’ve been praying for a camper conversation van or an RV so I had that to look forward to.
Thank Jesus for taking the wheel!