Fresh Oil

About the Book

A week after my mother’s funeral, I was involved in a serious automobile accident. The devil wanted to take my life, but instead, all God gave him was my used car. well, he could have it; I have a better one now and an even better one coming in the optimistic future. The guy who cut me off in traffic and the nice fellow who hit me from the back decided not to hang around to see if I was o.k. It is astounding how fast things developed. One minute, I was at my brother’s saying my good-byes and deciding it was time to visit my own home for a change. The next, I was fighting for precious life. I did everything I could think of to stop the car from hitting that concrete divider, to no avail. Finally, I said, “Well, Mom, I guess I am going to be with you sooner than I thought.” I thought I heard her say, “Why didn’t you stay at your brother’s?” At this particular point, my answer was, “You know we could have had this discussion earlier!” As I saw the concrete barrier approaching, I asked the Lord, “Please do not let this happen. Please do not let me feel this, please!” Well, I felt the IMPACT . . . and a whole lot of pain. I felt a bone in my arm snap . . . more pain.

About the Author

I never thought at the age of thirty-seven I would have the formal title of author; yet here I am. It is important that we share our testimony, so that others who are going through adversity understand that they are not alone. I am Jamaican by birth and a veteran of the U.S. Army. I believe that every step we take either brings us in alignment with the will of God or away from it. I want to thank the Debbi Arminio, who encouraged me to “write it down” and Wayland Foote, for his continuous support.