“The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not want”

(Psalm 23:1).

That Sunday in February I was stopped on Coats Road waiting for the traffic light to turn green. When it did, I proceeded straight ahead through the intersection. About halfway, perhaps under the light itself, simultaneously, I heard a loud crash and felt the impact as someone hit my car—from where I did not know. Then silence. Total silence.


Gripping my steering wheel and spinner knob tightly, I became aware that my car was in a counterclockwise tailspin but out of my control to stop. It did an almost full-circle spin. During this time, I began talking to my Heavenly Friend—“Lord, I don’t understand what’s happening. The car is spinning out of control . . . Help, Lord!”


He is the Lord, all He commands,

He holdeth me safe in His hands. –Gloria Roe


When my car finally stopped, it was facing the oncoming traffic to my right (traffic headed west on State Road 54).



Immediately, it seems, people were trying to get the door open to see if I was okay. I struggled to get the door unlocked and my seat belt released. Several from church witnessed the accident or recognized me or my ’94 red Cutlass. Esther Phillips was right behind me waiting to turn right. She parked at Hardees and came to my car. Pastor Phil and Julie were a couple cars behind us. They parked at Walgreens. How comforting to see familiar faces as well as others who appeared from nowhere so quickly.


The Lord is indeed our good Shepherd. No one understands like He. “Jesus cares and will not fail.” We lack nothing that He cannot provide.


For I, the LORD your God, hold your right hand; it is I who say to you, ‘Fear not, I am the one who helps you’” (Isaiah 41:13). “O LORD Almighty, blessed is the man who trusts in You” (Psalm 84:12).


There was helplessness all around—I was helpless to maintain control of the car or find my “ears” in order to communicate; my car was helplessly disabled. Friends and strangers were there to assist me moments after the crash. They too were unable to reach me until I could get the door unlocked so they could gain access. My God who knows everything, full of compassion and with great power, came to my rescue through many kind souls.


“In all our calculations we calculate on God’s faithfulness.” –J. Hudson Taylor


The love of God is my pillow,

Soft and healing and wide,

I rest my soul in its comfort,

And in its calm I abide.—Long