Out of pure fascination, every detail of this story had been permanently etched into the fine grooves of my memory bank and it just so happens that today I would like to make a withdrawal. :)
You see, my mom was leaving her office and made it to her car just in time before the rain began to pour. While entering the freeway, a car splashed oil onto her windshield and immediately she was unable to see through the combination of smeared lube, rainwater, and fast-paced wipers.
Her driving location forced her to keep moving forward at a quick pace, yet her vision was completely obstructed and panic began to set in. A wave of fear, the size of a tsunami knocked her over and the only thing she could think to do, as her foot was still accelerating, was grip her steering wheel and cry out to God! With tears streaming down her face, she begged Him to help her.
In that passionate moment of lament, the torrential downpour that had covered her car came to an abrupt halt and she could easily see out her windshield.
Yet, here is where we see the miracle... When she looked to her right, to her left, in front or behind her, the rain was still beating down. Readjusting her eyes and blinking several times...she realized that God had not stopped the rain, He had blocked it from touching her car. Almost like a shield that followed her all the way home.
I often wonder what the people saw who were driving next to her?
Were they paying attention to the modern-day miracle set before their eyes, or could they even see out of their own windshield? I guess I'll never know!
But this I can tell you; My mom was forever changed after that encounter! Her faith multiplied and secured her trust in a God who not only answers prayer but concerns Himself with every detail in her life. It was this encounter that set a fire down deep into her soul and thirty years later it is still blazing!