Who Is Behind The Wheel Of Your Car, Religion Or Concern?

Who Is Behind The Wheel Of Your Car, Religion Or Concern?

It must be one thing within the stars as a result of I'm very impressed to proceed to share my strange however true tales which have left me flabbergasted. My automobile(s) hold some strange tales that have left me feeling dumb-based and properly blessed.
Let me share just a few these occasions.
One specific rainy night over thirty years ago, as I drove dwelling something strange occurred. Once more it was earlier than I awoke to or accepted the concept there was something more to this body than meets the eye.
What began out to be a traditional night time's drive dwelling was what felt like a night mare and ended up like a dream. I will need to have been off with the fairies or something as a result of instantly I realised that the set of lights I was approaching were pink. I instinctively hit the brakes and immediately the automotive skidded on the wet road, mounted the medium strip and slid aspect-methods toward the traffic light pole. I was completely uncontrolled and resigned to the fact that I used to be about to collect the pole with my passenger facet door. And with that I closed my eyes, screamed, either inside or out loud and waited for the crunch.
When I opened my eyes I used to be still straddled throughout the medium strip but on the opposite aspect of the pole! I reversed off of the medium strip and left the scene shaken, very thankful and wondering what the. As onerous as I attempted I could not give you a logical answer to the unusual occurrence. On hind-sight, I can see clearly that It was that invisible self inside that drives our car and keeps us secure and well-protected.
Twenty years ago when I was yelling at the invisible something I call God, "What's this all about?" I received the reply "We're raising faith and lowering worry until religion is stronger and religion isn't any-longer an issue. Over time I became aware of what that message really meant for me and bit by bit my faith has raised and has surpassed that outdated concern. My life is proof of that.
For fifteen years since 1999, I travelled up and down the freeway to the Sunshine coast to ship some life-changing workshops or seminars. At occasions I had some extremely deep and meaningful insights which in flip contributed brilliantly to the periods.
On numerous events I encountered some very unhealthy storms. Each time I felt a presence. It felt as if I used to be being guided by way of the storm. This specific day the rain was so heavy that I could not see behind me, in entrance or to the facet. Being without vision and within the exterior lane meant that I could not simply pull over or decelerate. Out of the blue I felt an power surge by my arms. It was as if my arms took on a lifetime of their very own. I let go - not of the wheel - I just let go and I let my arms gently maintain the wheel. It was as if it was being completed by means of me. Somehow I knew I was safe and I relaxed. On the opposite facet of the storm it was apparent from the carnage that others hadn't been so fortunate. How fortunate was I? Or was it my religion?