In December 1986
I was driving a gasoline truck with 2500 gallons of gas in the tanks
A drunk driver turned across the road & stopped in front of me,
I hit him.
My truck rolled over,causeing my tank to bust.
At that point I was in a river of burning gasoline
trying to find a way out of my smashed truck
and there seemed to be no way.
As I gave up the fight for life and realized I was going to die
a strange kind of peace came over me.
I began to think of my wife & 2 small boys …
What would they do without me ?
I powerless against what was happening to me.
I had lost my breath,
and by reaction my body took a breath of flames.
within seconds of sure death,I ask in my heart & mind
( GOD please dont let me die )
That is when my miracle took place.
The flames parted,there was fresh air for me, it was incredible.
The flames were reported to be 80-100 feet high from the bystanders.
Yet in all this there was a path through raw gasoline that would not burn
until I was clear of the wreckage.
God is waiting for you right now, just call out to him. God heard me that day, He will hear you too.