Eight years ago this morning, as I stood at our bathroom mirror applying makeup and preparing to go to work – I received a phone call from a nurse in an ER in Wheeling WV. She told me that she was standing there with my husband who had a broken neck. How is that for good morning news!!! As she broke the news the thoughts running through my head were:
- Broken neck.
- Christopher Reeves.
Then, I asked the dreaded question, “Can he move his legs and arms?” She answered, “The miracle is, he can!” A sigh of relief and then, “Praise the Lord because if he could not I would tell you that he would want to die.” His voice came over the phone but I do not remember any of the conversation.
The first phone call I made was to my eldest son, my second-born, Mark. It went like this:
“Lowell had an accident last night.”
“Sheeeeeeesh – no way.”
“Yes, he did and his neck is broken.”
“Oh my God – no way. I had a dream last night that he had an accident but it wasn’t a traffic accident – in the dream he was hurt. It woke me up. God spoke to me and said, Get out of bed and pray for him.”
Now, it was my turn. “No way.”
“Yes, really. I got out of bed and on my knees and began to pray. I didn’t know what to pray so I asked God to surround him with angels and I prayed in the Spirit. After about 30 minutes, a peace came and God told me I could go back to sleep.”
I then proceeded to tell him that his stepdad had fallen out of his big rig’s cab in the middle of the night and laid in the parking lot for an unknown length of time. He did manage to get back up into his rig and he felt blood on his scalp. He knew he was hurt and called for other drivers over his CB. The rest, as they say, is history!
On this eighth anniversary of that accident we called Mark and thanked him for being obedient to the prompting of Holy Spirit that night years ago – there is no question in my heart and mind that it was Mark’s obedient prayers that saved my husband’s life – only God can give charge to angels but He wants us to pray the need. Mark did. God did.