Post by Zac Loh on Nov 7, 2005 22:56:09 GMT -5
I was riding a motorcycle home from work one evening. As I was about to reach the main road, the Holy Spirit came upon me so much that I broke-out in loud praises and worship to God. I stopped at the red light. When the light went green, I proceeded to cross-over the main road.
Suddenly, another motorcyclist appeared from behind the front car that stopped for my crossing. This other motorcyclist apparently did not stop for the red light at his path. The other motorcyclist ventured to overtake the front car that was stopped - to quickly pass the red light at his path. He was at the side of the front car that was hidden from me.
I was hit at the front tire. The impact somersaulted me. I recalled the moment I looked-up at the sky when I was about to land on my back. Trustingly, I surrendered myself and called-out, “Jesus!” I couldn’t remember hitting the road. It seemed that there was a time suspension. I could only recall tumbling on the road. Having stood-up, I saw my motorcycle about ten feet away. One motorist who had seen the whole thing said that I was lucky to be alive.
Praise God! I am alive!
Suddenly, another motorcyclist appeared from behind the front car that stopped for my crossing. This other motorcyclist apparently did not stop for the red light at his path. The other motorcyclist ventured to overtake the front car that was stopped - to quickly pass the red light at his path. He was at the side of the front car that was hidden from me.
I was hit at the front tire. The impact somersaulted me. I recalled the moment I looked-up at the sky when I was about to land on my back. Trustingly, I surrendered myself and called-out, “Jesus!” I couldn’t remember hitting the road. It seemed that there was a time suspension. I could only recall tumbling on the road. Having stood-up, I saw my motorcycle about ten feet away. One motorist who had seen the whole thing said that I was lucky to be alive.
Praise God! I am alive!