God is my Refuge

My God is my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield and the horn of my salvation. He is my stronghold, my refuge and my Savior— from violent threats you save us.
~ 2 Samuel 22:3

It was the 9th of February, 2019. My wife Sharel, 4year old daughter Andrea, 3month old son Aiden and I set out to Mangalore at dawn. As we were driving at around 8.30am we found ourselves in a life-threatening situation. Our car was at a high speed on the Hassan highway with my wife driving. All of a sudden, she dozed off, probably due to the fatigue of the previous night with the baby. I too was exhausted after work. Before we knew what was happening, our car toppled multiple times on the road before it came to a halt.

My daughter was seated on me in front and I was wearing the seat belt. During the topple, Andrea flew out of the car breaking the window glass.

Once the car halted we found Andrea safe and sound trying, to open the door of the car from the outside crying “dada open the door”. Our little Aiden who was in the baby rocker in the back seat hit the top of the car and fell into the space behind the car seats. When we came to our senses, both our children were safe in our arms with minor bruises, while our luggage was thrown at least 200 feet away from the spot. As the psalmist says, God indeed is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble.

The passers-by and police who came to help us were surprised and exclaimed that coming out of a completely damaged car alive without major injury to anyone is nothing short of a miracle.

We were then taken to the hospital as my wife and son had minor injuries. All medical reports were found to be normal. Later in the day as we were pondering, we were struck by the gospel of the day from Mark 6: 34, where Jesus had compassion on the people, because they were like sheep without a shepherd, and He began to teach them many things. The Lord undoubtedly was our shepherd then. He did not abandon us or let us go astray.

We realised that due to our lack of sleep and fatigue, driving such a long distance was not the best idea. Our folks did intervene and try to correct us but we failed to listen and obey. We learnt a lesson the hard way, but nevertheless, our God is a gracious, compassionate and merciful Father.

I give glory and praise and honour to God the Father for his hand of protection over me and my family. He truly is our Saviour and Redeemer. We thank Mama Mary for her constant intercession as we had just finished reciting the Rosary in the car, lifting up our intentions. She held her protective mantle around the 4 of us and was our refuge. We know for sure that God is in control of our physical and mental healing.

And now, as we look back and reflect, my wife and I feel blessed with a new life. We truly experienced the Lord sending down His angels to surround us, guard us, shield us and our children from every harm and danger. We now feel renewed in His spirit, more united in His love and are enriched with a zeal to serve Him each day.

Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the LORD your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you.
~Deuteronomy 31:6

What an awesome God we serve.

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