Still needed here on earth...My Miracle for Monday

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Almost five years to the day God spared my life. Here is my story.

It had been a very busy week. One which left me with early mornings and late nights. I value my sleep. Anyone who knows me knows that I can not function without my 8-10 hours of sleep. I rarely get to see an entire movies, as the minute I curl up on sofa I am out cold. I have always felt that I could handle all of life's everyday stuff, the good, the bad, and the ugly, as long as I was well rested.

My friend Jani and I had planned a girl's night out on Saturday. I tried in my most polite way to get out of it. I phoned her and said if she wanted to change the date I was open to it. She was in finals and I was hopeful she would jump at the opportunity. Instead she said this was going to be highlight of her week. I told David I would take his car. I didn't feel like driving a big bulky suburban downtown. He said the weather is really stormy and wet and convinced to take my own car.

This was also a personal special evening for me. I had jumped out of the shower and began my weekly trying on of clothes that were prepregnancy. Ethan was about eleven months old and I was anxious to fit into some of my nicer "downtown" like clothes. I quicly pulled on my savy ralph lauren black pants and oh did they ever fit. I was so excited ran downstairs to show my husband that this is the official day of me back into my prego clothes. He told me I was going to be late, so I grabbed my purse and ran out the door.

Jani and I had a wonderful dinner, visit and ended up at her house for a night of chatting away. She is one of my dear friends and with work and kids we often found it hard to get together. It was a little after midnight and I finally had to go. I was exhausted. Different than just feeling sleepy. When I started my twenty minute drive towards home, I could see the lines in the road blurring. I decided that food is a good rememdy for sleepy driving. I stopped at Taco bell and got a cup of ice and a taco. I was two miles from home and the next light was a left turn up the hill towards me house. I decided I would stop at the Albertsons and call David to come and get me. I just could not stay focused or keep my eyes open. My left turn light green so I opted to turn and get home as fast as I could. A quarter mile into the turn the lights went out. I don't recall falling asleep. A witness said the car went from about 25 miles per hour to about sixty. I drove my suburban straight into a tree.

I woke up to airbags and big loud, what sounded like a bomb going off. I had no idea what had just happenned. All I recall is that in the movies cars blow up and I grabbed my phone, purse, jumped out of the car and ran across the street. I went and sat on this little hill and called David. I told him that I thought I was in an accident. He went and woke Emily to tell her that he had to run out. Everyone was home sleeping.

There was a pedestrian who witnessed the accident and call in a drunk driver. The ambulence and fire trucks were there within minutes. I kept hearing people yelling..."where is the body" "where is the body". I was sitting across the street on a hill. I saw David's car show up and told him to take me home. The police, fire fighters and paramedics looked at me and said "you did not just come from that". I had hit the tree with such impact I had accordianed my suburban. Glass and windows busted out. I never walked over to see it, but was told this. The police cleared me of NOT being a drunk driver.

The paramedics were checking me out and it was determined I was in shock. I was crying and just asking that David take me home. My right leg was swelling up inside my pants and with the seriousness of the accident they determined I had internal injuries. My arms and neck were already swelling up. I just continued to say I was okay and to let me go home. I don't know why, but I did not want to get in the ambulance. David assured me that I was fine, and he would follow in his car. I was put on a stretcher and we whirled off. Inside the ambulance I was asked lots of questions. They then explained that they would have to cut my pants off because of the swelling. This was the precise moment I was out of shock. I begged them not to cut my pants off. Not only were these my fancy pants, but in the hurry of running out the door to dinner I forgot to put underwear on. Of course I did not tell them that. I just begged to not cut them off, and that my husband would help me. They did not argue with me.

After a series of x-rays. I was cleared to go home. I was just a little bruised. Even my leg was fine. Just a nice hardy bruise. We were in emergency for all of four hours.

The next day David and I went to the lot where the car had been towed, to recover our belongings. When we showed the person who towed our car asked if the driver had made it. I said I was the driver. He looked at me. He then said there is no way you could have possibly survived that crash. We walked through the car lot and then I saw the suburban. Even now I am crying as I write this. The car, this big huge suburban was totalled. I started crying uncontrolable. I realized in that moment of looking at that vehicle that my life had been spared. God was not done with me and I am to make every single day count.

I count this as a complete miracle in my life. I was told that if the car had it a little to the left or a little to the right, with the speed I was going I would have not only hit with hard impact but the car would have whipped around killing me for sure. Instead in the of the front of the car is where I hit. I kept the license plate which is bent in half right in the center.

Everytime I drive past that tree I whisper a prayer of thanks and have been whispering that pray for five years now.

Dear Father,
Thank you for sparing my life. I know it's only you who could have kept me from harm. Amen
blessings, elizabeth