Been right here with herall day, she is resting right now. I took a moment to pen a quick poem of the event for her:
I heard satan's laughter, loud and shrill
as the rubber on the tire blew off the wheel.
"Another victory" he screamed with glee.
"Roll on God Dammit, Hit those trees."
But God told satan, "It's not in my plan"
As the Angel God had sent, stretched forth his hand,
and stopped the momentum of the van.
I have more for her to do here in this life
As a Mother, as a Daughter, as a Friend, as a Wife.
Yes, satan, you did bruise my child.
But she will even use that to reveal your wiles.
Her testimony will be heard, far and wide
Of how you attempted to take her life.
She will sing praises of My saving grace
And you'll just look ridiculous
standing there,
with dirt and glass all over your face.
by.....Walter James
I heard satan's laughter, loud and shrill
as the rubber on the tire blew off the wheel.
"Another victory" he screamed with glee.
"Roll on God Dammit, Hit those trees."
But God told satan, "It's not in my plan"
As the Angel God had sent, stretched forth his hand,
and stopped the momentum of the van.
I have more for her to do here in this life
As a Mother, as a Daughter, as a Friend, as a Wife.
Yes, satan, you did bruise my child.
But she will even use that to reveal your wiles.
Her testimony will be heard, far and wide
Of how you attempted to take her life.
She will sing praises of My saving grace
And you'll just look ridiculous
standing there,
with dirt and glass all over your face.
by.....Walter James