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Driving in the middle of nowhere

One day I was driving up from California in a rented motor home. It was late so I pulled off the interstate to find somewhere to park and sleep. Just off the freeway I came upon a four-way intersection and saw a flat lot off to one side of the tarmac. We stopped for the night. It was the middle of nowhere, not even a light in the distance.


Parked in the middle of the lot we bedded down. Though very tired, for some reason, I just could not get comfortable. Finally I got up, started the motor home and moved it about ten feet to what I thought might be a better spot. Again I lay down for the night. Tossing and turning, I still felt that I slept at a slant! Finally I rose, yet again, this time a bit annoyed, started the motor home, and moved all the way over to the edge of the dirt lot hoping, like the baby bear, everything would be just right.

Things that go bump in the night

Just as I lay down for a third time, I heard a loud screeching sound. Jumping up I looked out the window and witnessed a small car flip, skidding on its top across the dirt lot into the adjacent bushes. Throwing on my clothes, I ran over to the accident just as a young man got out of the overturned vehicle. Miraculously he seemed to be OK. The car, however, was definitely worse for the wear. Another small car pulled up a couple of minutes later, which must have been his friends, and took the shaken young man with them. Maybe he was drunk or something, but the whole scene was totally bizarre.

Moved out of harms way

As I climbed back into the motor home I realized that God must have been making me feel uncomfortable. Had I not moved the motor home I am certain there would have been a terrible accident. What were the odds that at 1 A.M. in the morning, in the middle of nowhere, with no town or even a house around us, a car would flip and slide right through the spot I initially parked?

The Holy Spirit protects us

God protects His children even though, many times, we don’t fully realize the danger we are in. I praise His name and thank him for keeping us safe that night. The next time you feel uncomfortable, pay attention.  The still small voice you hear may be your Father protecting you and keeping you out of harm’s way.

My Defender by Jeremy Camp