The Day I Pounded Upon God's Door

About the Book

Just as suddenly as the chaotic and terrifying ordeal had all started it seemed as though all movement ceased in a split second. There was blood sprayed in every direction, inside and out and on the ground. I had blood coming out of my mouth, nose, and ears. The pounding of my heart was mammoth, I could feel it pounding almost at the top of my head. I was stoic as a statue; expressionless, motionless. The sound of the cold breeze whistled around me like a cruel joke. My jaws were locked, my body began to shiver, and then it shook uncontrollably. My teeth began to chatter. I had never before experienced such grief in all my life. My mind was just racing, like a fanatic, my heart pounding out of control. No one could have imagined the depth of my grief at that moment in time. Helpless and immobile, as I stood there watching my husband leave his body I felt that I would lose my mind. I screamed yet there was not a sound that would come out of my mouth! In one long uninterrupted silent scream I screamed at Peter not to die, I screamed at the other driver who caused this nightmare, I screamed at my pathetic legs for not being able to walk. I screamed for God, I screamed to Him for help. "My God, my God, please do not abandon me", I begged Him. Then from the depths of my soul came a gut-wrenching, primal scream that had been involuntarily released right out of my throat and from the pit of my stomach, a scream so agonizing that one of the men who was standing at the scene immediately covered his ears with both hands and sobbed like a child, his face contorted in obvious torture, his hands tightly squeezing the volatile sounds of my shrieks out of his ears. It was a scream that was no longer my own but that of a sadness that came from deep within the uncharted and dormant corners of my heart. It was a scream that awakened in me a state of reverence and dread of unmatched proportions. I fell to my knees and came pounding upon God's door that day! The speckles of broken glass reflected light like a thousand stars in a fallen sky. I watched in disbelief how we really have no control of our own lives, how with one blink of an eye your whole life can change, forever!

About the Author

On my way home from a quiet trip to the desert with my husband, Peter, I found myself in a deadly roll-over collision when a heavy commercial van suddenly veered head-on into our small pick-up instantly crushing my husband and pinning him to his seat. As I climbed out of the wreckage attempting to free my trapped husband from the mangled wreck, I realized his breathing, pulse, and heart had stopped. Waiting for rescue life-flight to arrive at the accident scene while I prayed for him, Peter miraculously returned to life on earth. With life-threatening injuries, Peter fought for his life for nearly a month in intensive care. At his death bed, my unyielding faith in God was severely tested. The experience dramatically changed my life and Peter's as it is sure to change yours!