Meeting God in the Middle of a Car Accident

On January 29, 2018, my stepmom, my two sisters, and I were on our way home from the store when life as we knew it came to an end. We were turning onto our street when a distracted driver going seventy miles per hour slammed into us from the back. That pitchy sound that you hear in movies during slow motion scenes? It was just like that. My heart slowed, my eyes closed, and just before my head hit the passenger window, these soft, invisible hands grabbed mine and placed them on the sides of my head.

I remember the sound of glass shattering and metal crunching. I was gasping for air and spitting out glass, but I was alive. But then, we were hit once again. Our car did a few spins and came to a stop…and that’s when I saw the lifeless body of my seven-year-old sister Maddison. I tried so hard to help her but I couldn’t…she had hit her temple on the gear shift and I knew she was gone. My stepmom was also lying there, stiff as a board. I could faintly hear my three-year-old sister Aria making noise, but then she went silent, too. 

Desperate, I just started praying. I begged Jesus to bring them back. I begged. I cried out to him. I told him I would finally turn to Him, if He just brought them back to me. Seconds later, my stepmom took a huge breath. I know without a doubt that Jesus brought her back. I kept praying for my sisters; in the end, Aria made it, but Maddison did not. Still, God is good. In a situation wherein we all should have died, three of us survived and eventually made a full recovery. 

I will never forget what I heard and saw that day. I will never forget the feeling of God’s hands grabbing mine. Jesus Christ, my Lord and Savior, protected us that day and I will forever be grateful. Today, I’m not only alive – I’m living for Him!

Rest in peace, Maddie.

“He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away.” –Revelation 21:4