It is my prayer that through this testimony I am about to share, God will bless those that are in pain from injuries received in accidents. I stand with those who read this to receive hope and be encouraged to trust God completely for their healing. Always remember that God is not a respecter of persons. God will work in cooperation with us. Based upon our choices, He will bring about His awesome faithfulness to complete in us what was already appropriated at the cross. May you apprehend Him because when you receive Him, everything else comes with it, including healing.

When someone is involved in an accident and there is loss of the ability to walk, provide for and take care of one’s self, the enemy will always be standing by to bring tremendous fear, insecurity, doubt and unbelief into the picture. There is a torment that comes when we are gripped with pain and not sure if we are ever going to be able to do what we did before. But there also comes a time when we must really decide what we believe. I had settled in my heart what I really believed about God’s faithfulness and promises before this accident happened. I had seen God’s provision in my life so many times before. I knew that I would be in His constant care. By trusting and applying my faith in the past, and seeing Him always come through, I knew I could believe Him for an incredible healing now. That’s when I realized that by believing Him, it was more of a statement about who God was and what He was willing to do than it was about me and what I was willing to accept. I simply refused to have a Plan B. I went with Plan A in which God enabled me to put my complete trust in Him. I encourage you to seek the type of relationship where you will allow Him be your all in all. Never question if it’s God’s will to completely restore you; know that it is.

After the accident I was unconscious for a period of time. I remember approaching the intersection at Sunnyside Grocery and a lady pulling out immediately in front of my car. I will never forget hearing the Holy Spirit’s pleading to me like a mother pleading for child—don’t hit her. When I heard this voice, I saw the lady’s face and her car door was directly in front of me. I had only a few seconds to turn the steering when in the opposite direction to avoid crushing her and most likely killing her from the impact. My choice to obey God meant I was choosing an undetermined course for my car to take because there wasn’t any time to check for a clear path. Directly in front of her car and to my left was oncoming traffic and I remember seeing another car approaching the intersection. I had to go behind her car because to go in front of her would have placed me heading directly into the oncoming cars. This decision to avoid hitting her caused me to leave the road. My car hit a telephone pole head-on and the telephone pole broke in half. The bottom half of the pole, five feet high, was still in the ground and the top of the pole and power lines came down on my car. The car flipped and a portion of the corner of a house creased my driver’s door. I was pinned between the house and crushed door, the steering wheel and the console in the jeep. The front windshield and the side glass were completely broken out. My head took the blow of the glass while my body received the impact of a head-on crash.

I will forever be grateful for every prayer because I know God spared my life. I can never thank Him enough for allowing me to live and walk again and without being in a wheel chair, without pain, and to be a part of all the wonderful things that He is doing. I praise God for His precious people and the hearts of everyone who blessed me so incredibly much through their prayers, love and support.

I vaguely remember the ride to the hospital in the helicopter. I remember thinking how bad this must be if I’m in a helicopter, not an ambulance. All I remembered was that I had to be cut out of my jeep and the terrific pain and trauma of realizing that my entire body was wrenched in pain. My left hip was dislocated; I had skull fractures from my left to right ear; the earring I was wearing was pressed into the side of my face and had to be cut out. My left ear required many stitches which resulted in a plastic surgeon repairing the damage and in places reattaching my ear back to my head. My pelvic bone was cracked in two places and my lower backbone was fractured. I remember the pain I felt coming from the impact of my head and jaw against the side window of my car. The impact was enough that the glass was crushed. When I arrived at the hospital, the doctor first thought I was paralyzed, was sure that my jaw was beyond repair, and that my internal injuries could be so severe I would need immediate surgery. But amazingly God had already put me back together and there was nothing that needed surgery or a cast.

The second miracle that God did after saving my life, was saving my teeth. My jaw was swollen so much the doctor thought my jawbone was crushed. I will always believe God completely restored me while I was unconscious in my car before anyone arrived at the accident. I believe He put me back together because I was obedient to hear His voice and respond by not hitting the door of the car in front of me. I responded without questioning the outcome of that decision in regards to what would happen to my car. Amazingly my jaw was not broken and I did not have any crushed teeth; none of the teeth in my mouth were even loosened.

I was in the hospital five days and left without receiving physical therapy. Someone from the Physical Therapy Department came by to evaluate me. At that point I really couldn’t walk or do very much. Realizing I had no insurance in the natural (God is the most awesome insurance policy any one can ever have.), they were eager to let me leave as soon as possible. Even the part about my hospital bills God took care of. After being home for 10 days, I had the stitches removed from my ear. That day in the Emergency Room, God graciously blessed me with a plastic surgeon to put the stitches in my ear and there are almost no scars. Thank You God for providing a plastic surgeon at the hospital just when I needed one.

I did not go back to a doctor after I initially left the hospital. I did not have x-rays and follow up work done because I didn’t need to. Praise the Lord. When I checked out of the hospital, I left in a wheel chair. And as I recovered I moved from wheel chair to walker to two walking canes to one walking cane and then to no walking cane at all.

The first night I came home from leaving the hospital, I knew God was there. A friend spent the first night with me. I will never forget her ministering and caring for me. Later that night I sat on the side of my bed trying to get up on the walker. I heard the Holy Spirit say, “Walk, I am with you.” And I also heard another voice say, “You will never be the same as before; you will never walk like you did before and you will always limp and be in pain.” I knew I had to look at what God was capable of and not what I could do. I made a decision to be encouraged by and believe in the LORD.

That night and for the weeks that followed and from the time I was in the hospital, I had tremendous pain. I could not lie still and could not get comfortable any way I turned in bed. The decision to trust God enabled me to get off the bed that first night I came home from the hospital. It came from choosing to believe God’s spoken word. I put action with what I believed about His faithfulness. I chose to believe His Word was true. It took persevering and many attempts to get up, but when I did get up with God’s help, I began to move the left side of my body with the help of the walker. The amount of effort it took to move my body forward was incredible but I began to praise God with my right arm and with my left hand renounce the devil. I remember the intensity of the warfare that I dealt with as I tried to walk. The further I got from the bed, the more I began to tire, then I turned to try and get back to the bed. But when I came to an end of all my own strength, when there was nothing left I could do and I realized I could not even stand any longer without collapsing, I called out to Jesus with all my heart and I reached for His strength, knowing I had none left of my own to depend upon. Suddenly my legs became stronger, my arms became strengthened, and the presence of God that entered the room was incredible.

This was how I began to heal but it was also the beginning of more spiritual warfare. About a week after I was home from hospital, a pastor prayed for me for a spirit of infirmity. There was a heaviness and weakness that left me. Everyone in the room with me began to pray for the pain to leave and for the needed strength to overcome to be available. God answers prayer. I am living proof of that statement.

What was interesting was that the pain would leave in one area of my body and show up again somewhere else. The enemy lost the battle with pain in my back but pain would then show up in my hip a few days later. But I began to notice that I was making the devil mad because I had figured out his game plan. The enemy was just testing me to see if he could gain access in another way. Would I believe the lie?

Another time I would try to get up out of a chair and there would be tingling, numbness, and loss of feeling in my hip coupled with pain in the joint area. This happened after I started back to work after the initial pain had stopped. I remember saying, “You know, I must have pulled something in my hip because it wasn’t hurting and it is now.” This was after I made the connection and yielded to the temptation. I had a four week battle to fight out before I won. I had given place to the lie. Now I had to outlast the devil and renounce my own words which lined up with Satan’s kingdom, not God’s! Perseverance and determination to stand and believe God’s ord was true brought the victory. I got out of bed one morning pain free. Thank You, Jesus.

God also miraculously paid for all my hospital bills through the insurance company of the lady I was involved in the accident with. Her insurance also enabled me to replace my Jeep Cherokee with the same kind of vehicle I had before but one year newer. God has again and again provided for my needs, restored my strength to more than I had before the accident, and continues to bless and astound me with His provision and ability to provide for me in every way.

Trauma from an accident is a doorpoint for the enemy to keep you where God wants to see you set free. I encourage you to come to Be in Health™ and go through the FOR MY LIFE Program. God will meet you in your understanding and help you overcome whatever the enemy has blocked you from receiving. There is hope and God will never leave you and not show Himself strong in your life. Your part is to believe that and trust Him. As you allow Him, He will show you how to line up your thought, will, actions and words with the Word of God. Give Him your heart. When you hate what He hates and can love what He loves, you can begin to comprehend, apprehend and appropriate and He will fulfill the desires of your heart.
S.D., Atlanta, GA