“Where would I be if Jesus didn’t love me”
I’ve never told the whole story of my accident…and here it is:
Up until April 19th, 2008, I cared less about my health because I subconsciously figured I was invincible. On the morning of Saturday, April 19th, I went straight to the shower after not sleeping for 72 hours and went to work. I received a phone call from my old college friend asking to attend his sister’s bday celebration since he was in town. I left work at 8pm and was out the door at 10pm to go celebrate. I had a funny feeling about going out on that night. A grave feeling. A deathly feeling that I suppressed since December 2007. When I called my mom to tell her I was going out, she also hesitated as if she had a bad thought about it.
Anyway, while driving towards downtown Atlanta, my check engine light popped up. This has NEVER happened before. I felt like I should return home, but I kept driving. A few miles later, an overhead sign on the highway said “I-285 roadwork. TURN AROUND”
I STILL kept going. The holy spirit was warning me. I got to my destination, hung out until 2am, and was walked to my car by my friend and his family. I sat in my car and almost immediately fell asleep in the drivers seat without my seatbelt. “Keisha, you look soooo tired. You sure you want to go straight home?” I said “nahhhh I just need to blast my music, roll my windows down and I’ll be good to go.”
So they walked away, and I drove out of the parking garage. That was the last thing I remembered before thinking that I was dreaming about being upside down and glass shattering around me.
Cut to sometime mid-April 20th, 2008 when I woke up with doctors surrounding me after flat-lining…except now only my face works because I shattered my spine in 3 places (C5 C6 AND C7 vertebrae OF MY NECK).
Weeks later, after my mom slightly recovered from the shock of her only daughter falling off a highway bypass and now being paraplegic, she was able to recover my phone from the wreckage and I received a phone call. … the nurse put the phone to my ears and it was a man saying “OMG THANK GOODNESS! HALLELUJAH YOU SURVIVED!” I was like “I’m sorry who is this?” He said “its the man that found your burning car off into the ditch at 4am with your legs hanging out the drivers side.” My mom took the phone and spoke to him. He explained that my phone was by the broken window and he took my # before the ambulance took me away to check on my status when he thought I would be in the clear. ..IF I LIVED. We NEVER met that man.
I am 100% sure that an angel came on the spot to make sure I lived. Jesus was looking out for me. The doctors say that I would NEVER walk again. Thanks be to GOD that causes me to triumph over the enemy I am a walking testimony of what Jesus can do. I kept reading the word and building myself up in faith.. Today there is NO EVIDENCE of me being in a wheelchair. JESUS Is my healer :). Where would I be if Jesus didnt love me….