My testimony

Last Friday afternoon, hours before my book release party, I drove my husband’s truck to Hancock’s Fabrics. I frequent the store often. As I got out and locked my door, the Lord spoke to me, “Watch the girls.”
A few cars away, on my right, there was a group of ladies getting into a car. They looked harmless, so I continued on to the entrance, but I picked up my pace, glancing over my shoulder a couple of times.
Once inside, I forgot all about the warning. I purchased the one thing I came for—a spool of thread to finish an outfit.
As I walked out, I saw another young woman, perhaps in her twenties, walking across the parking lot a good distance away from me. She wasn’t necessarily coming my way, but I faintly heard her say, “Excuse me.” I guess to get my attention and wait for her to come to me or me to approach her.

The Lord told me to run. I ignored the woman, unlocked the car from my hand remote and ran, not knowing the woman had begun chasing me. I got in, locked the door without waiting for the automatic lock. Thank God the truck started up right away. It’s not unusual for the truck’s engine to stall. Within seconds, the woman’s body slammed against my driver’s door. Since the woman wasn’t very close to me, she had to run at bionic speed to cause the force of her impact.

As my heart thumped against my chest, I sped away, peeling rubber. I didn’t stop until I had drove off the lot. Afterward, the Lord spoke again and let me know the woman meant me “no good.” She planned to harm me, but God spared my life. I don’t know if it would have been by knife or gun, but I would surely have been hospitalized AND MISSED MY BOOK RELEASE PARTY! Seriously, I thought about the passage of scripture pertaining to the devil looking for a prey. 1 Peter 5:8: Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour.

I continue to reflect on that incident and praise God that I’m alive and safe. I was sober and not on a cell phone, and most importantly, as a daily ritual, I never leave my house without anointing my head with Holy Oil. My cup runneth over, surely that day goodness and mercy did follow me.
Jesus says His sheep knoweth His voice. I’m grateful that I listened.
Be blessed and thanks for reading.
Pat