Deb and I were heading home one Saturday in winter taking a busy highway. My windshield washers ran out of fluid and the windshield was coated with a haze of dry road salt that obscured our vision, The sun was in our eyes and as we passed under the shadow of an overpass we could see a wall of red tail lights directly before us only about a hundred feet away. We were travelling about 70 mph and I had almost no time to react or get out of the way since we were in the passing lane with a guardrail to our left and a line of cars clogging the lane to our right. I stood on the brakes and I remember Deb screaming for her Mommy - she was in her mid-thirties at the time. I can still see her white knuckles grasping the hand rest on the dash in front of her seat. Then, everything went white.

We ended up in the middle several stopped cars in an empty space. The drivers around us were shaking their heads wondering how we got there and Deb said afterward (when she could talk) that we went through several vehicles like they were TV images.

This all took place just days after we became Christians and we were under some severe oppression at the time - that's another story.

I don't expect you to believe it - Deb refuses to talk about it and has mostly shut it out of her mind. It was one of several things we were going through at the time - https://steemit.com/lovefriday/@countrygirl/love-friday-calling-on-angels

Someone was watching over us on more than several occasions.