By: Hettie Basil Lighttower
Hello! How are you today? Thanks for your encouraging responses to last week’s discussion about life and miracles. It gives hope when you share miraculous things. Miraculous experiences are extraordinary and remind us that we do have a higher power that protects us from imminent danger, even when we are completely unaware of the fact that we need protection! This is one instance of when we could use the phrase, “Hindsight is 2020”. It is more likely that we can see the big picture after it all has happened and we have had time to process and evaluate angles and outcomes. The miracle makes itself quite visible.
I’ll share a miracle that happened for my son. I sent my cousin a photo… we will call her Rita for autonomy’s sake. The photo was of the smashed up little sports car, totaled because my son (Rick) was t-boned by an SUV at an intersection from a freak accident that was no fault of his own; well other than the fact he could have waited until the van approaching from the left actually made the right hand turn into the place he was pulling out of at the stop sign to turn left. Otherwise, he would not have been broadsided by the second vehicle, the SUV that was hidden in the left lane beside the van approaching with its right hand turn signal on.
As soon as Rita in AZ all the way across the US from us received the photo and a message saying….. “this just happened to Rick”. She called immediately nearly hyperventilating and speaking so fast and loud and anxious that I could barely understand her….. I captured her words of, “OMG, OMG OMG I just had a dream about him 2 days ago. He was hit in the driver seat at full force, t-boned, by a large dark vehicle and at the point of impact, a light came from the sky directly into his car and transported him out just like they do on Star Trek and he went into millions particles and then was put back together and was placed outside of car and was standing outside of his car just looking at his car!!! OMG, OMG….. is he okay?” I said, “ He is and here, I am going to put him on the phone, you have to tell him this dream, that is wild!”
As Rick listened, he kept repeating, “that’s exactly what happened, yes, it was an SUV, yes that’s exactly what happened. Wow, yes. No, I don’t know how I got outside of my car, I kinda had amnesia…. No, not a but a scratch on my shoulder….. yes they said I had a concussion, because my eyes looked like it but there was no bruises or injuries or swelling……”
Because he had no recollection of how he got out of the car I made a point to speak to the eyewitness who SAW THE WHOLE THING and put in the police report that Rick was at fault because he just pulled out into traffic. “How did my son get out of the car?” I asked. I was eager for the answer because it was just a two-seater sports car low to the ground with the driver’s side door smashed in and into the driver’s seat and unable to open, while the passenger side door was completely up against the guardrail on the other side of the road. It was against it so much so, that the guardrail was indented and damaged and the door on that side could in no way be budged. My son would have been trapped in the car or killed right there in the driver’s seat.
And I had already talked to my nephew who just happened to be in the line of the traffic from the accident just a few cars away, and he looked ahead and saw his cousin Rick standing in the road just looking at his car. He walked up to him, stood beside him while they waited for the ambulance and spoke to him and saw that he was okay but had a minor scratch on his shoulder assumably from the glass that shattered from the driver’s window but should probably go get checked out anyway. He could tell Rick was in shock or stunned or something. He asked him what happened, Rick could not say, he wasn’t sure what happened. I asked his cousin, “how did he get out of the car?” He said, “I don’t know. He was already standing outside of his car looking at it when I first saw him and that’s how I knew it was him up ahead, so I walked to him.”
The eyewitness answered my question, “Actually I don’t know how they got out of the car, I didn’t see that part.” “they?” I asked….. “He was the only one in the car. And weren’t you the first car and it happened right in front of you and that’s why you are the eyewitness?” I badgered. “I was the first car, but I can’t remember how he and the other guy got out.” “He was alone”, I insisted,” no one was with him”. “No there were 2 people in the car, I saw them. ARE YOU SURE? Could it have been an angel? Did I see an angel?”, the witness asked. “That’s my guess! And because you have NO CLUE how he got out, but yet he is fine and unscathed” I said.
This is a true story. And the only explanation that makes sense where all the pieces fit, is Rita’s dream. It completely makes sense.
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