4 years ago this past Saturday, March 17th, at 7:30am I hit a car head on on my motorcycle both of us doing 55mph+. It was a Monday morning and just happened to be the first day of your Sharathon.
I woke up in a ditch worrying more if I had hurt the other person, thankfully not, and not knowing if I was hurt. All that happened to me was a few scratches and sore body parts and a broken arm.
A few weeks later I found out my cousin was at the stop sign and saw the whole thing. You would’ve thought he had seen a ghost when I told him it was me. He said there’s no way the guy he saw fly off that bike lived, but by the grace of God I did. Getting to The Cross connection of this story, the day after I had heard someone had called the station to report the traffic backup and I was told that y’all stopped everything to pray for a stranger on air.
I fully believe it was that prayer that woke me up in that ditch that morning. The power of prayer is real and others should know it. Thank you for spreading that message.