I had the opportunity to witness God's faithful response to prayer today. And as usual, not in the way one would expect. Let me fill you in: a couple of weeks ago while driving to school one morning, my children and I saw a man driving a little girl to school on a motorscooter. It struck me at the time that it was very unsafe to have her on the back of that scooter. What if they had a wreck? I knew I could do nothing but pray for them, and so I did, all the way to school as I followed them.
Today at school pickup, I saw him again, picking her up on the scooter. I was filled with that same dreadful feeling, and as they followed me out onto Lake Brantley Rd, I prayed again that God would protect them and keep them safe. As we turned onto 434, he passed me in the left lane and we made it through one light before he hit a bump and lost control of the scooter. It zigged this way and that as he attempted to regain control. I watched in slow motion and witnessed what I had feared: the scooter losing control and the two of them sailing through the air. He landed on top of her and rolled off. The scooter was in several pieces in the busy 4-lane road.
I immediately pulled over, ordering my children to remain buckled up inside. I ran to the scene where many others were already gathering, calling 911. The girl, Maya, was scared and crying, but intact. Her leg was scraped and bleeding all the way up to her thigh. The father was lying on the ground and was responsive, not bleeding. He said his back hurt, so was told not to move, but wait for the ambulance. I began to pray silently over them, and suddenly I noticed two women crossing the highway toward the scene. It was two women I know from Bible study at church, Karen and Tracy. They came purposefully toward the man, laid hands on his legs and began to pray powerfully over him and the girl for God's care, protection and healing. I joined them in this powerful moment of intercession.
As I returned to my car, I was overwhelmed. On the way home, I pondered all I had seen and experienced. One might think that God had not answered my prayers, given the occurrence of the wreck and how frightening it was. But the more I thought about it, I was certain that God had indeed heard and answered those pleas for their safety. After all, no one had anything broken (that we could readily see), there was minimal blood from the scrapped up leg, everyone was conscious (just shaken up), and most precious of all was they were both very much alive. PRAISE GOD. He deserves our highest praise when we acknowledge how faithful and caring he is as he responds to our prayers. Just sometimes, it may not be the answer we expect.
May God bless each of you with His answers...
