Have you ever had a time in your life when you’ve thought,
Thank you Lord for watching over me? My family and I lived in Granada
Hills at the time. My mom, my sister, and I went to Palm Springs on a business
trip with my aunt while my dad stayed home with our animals.
The time? About 6:00 a.m. The date?
January 17, 1994. Everyone was sleeping soundly until suddenly we felt the
hotel room shake. Alarmed, we woke up and turned on the news.
There had been a big earthquake in
Northridge California. It was one of the biggest earthquakes California had
seen in years. It caused a lot of damage in many homes - including ours.
Fortunately, most things were repairable and replaceable. All except for one
thing — me.
We lived in a two-story house. All
of our rooms were upstairs. My closet was made of glass. The earthquake was so
big that the glass shattered, and my closet fell on my bed! I can’t move very
easily. If we were home, I would’ve been an easy target! My mom and dad would’ve crawled through a
pile of glass to try to save me. I could’ve had a bunch of cuts and bruises.
Maybe I would’ve died at only 10 years old. It’s only by God’s amazing grace
I’m still alive today.
Dear
Lord,
Thank
you for allowing me to live so that I may proclaim the glory of the Gospel, and
tell the world of your amazing grace!
Amen
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