This blog called Truth is Bold (bold means courageous) is to share my experiences in hopes to bring people to the realization that God is so very near and not far. It is to finally share experiences of my life & tell my journey and to also share things God lays on my heart about living in today's world I hope that will help you. I will also share His word along the way. I am not looking for people to agree with me or pats on the back. I am only sharing my journey in hopes to help draw people near to Abba Father.
I was about 3 or 4 years old on my way home from up state NY with my mom and dad. This was back in the days when you could ride without seat belts. I was in the back of a pick up truck sitting on a little seat that was not a proper truck seat because it was in a truck bed. With one of those fiber class covers on the back of the truck you would see in the 70's -80's a lot. There was also a LOT of glass bottles in boxes they were bringing back from NY to NC to collect cash on. Well I was so very young and so very little. I was very petite. Somewhere in PA I think it was they had a severe accident. My mother was pregnant with my little brother at the time. She was rushed to the hospital. I heard her yelling somehow or talking and she did not want to leave until they found my body. She was in very bad shape and had to leave. Now to get to my point.... I will now recount the events from my perspective as a toddler below!
I was having a good time keeping myself content as a little toddler could be playing with my little fake purse and the goodies it contained. I loved little tiny things to play with and a paper & pen. I was busy when all of the sudden I heard yelling and the most awful noises I had ever heard in my tiny life... I didn't know what the noises was I had never heard it all before but the moment I began to hear them I saw the truck bed moving in a direction I knew it was NOT to move and all the glass coming for me. I was in an instant more sacred than I had ever been so far in my young little life.... but in an instant I saw a flash of large light consume me. I couldn't see a thing but that bright bright blinding light. At first it startled me. It picked me up and threw me into darkness, the light was gone. This light was so amazing and I felt the most wonderful love, safety and comfort I had felt since the womb (If you did not read that story of what I remember life to be like in the womb please read it here.) It felt so familiar like I knew this light somehow. It was all so very very fast. I screamed mommy!! MOMMY I want my mommy as it was holding me. The voice I call it came while I was in the darkness. "You are safe" it said. I spoke into the dark who are you. It said " stay here, your safe" I said where am I( this place felt so tight). It said " I placed you in safety until they find you" I said ok Mr. I said what happen I am scared why do they need to find me? He said " a bad accident happen but you are safe" I said will they find me Mr. He said yes very soon. Do not be scared. I heard this voice talk to me while I was in the dark and it all happen so fast. I said I hurt Mr. I hurt. Why am I in a ball. He was gone... he would not answer me I got scared. I realized as I had been talking to him it was not with my mouth somehow we spoke without words with our mind. So I began to cry with my mouth and I mean really cry! I cried and cried..... amidst my cries I heard all sorts of sounds on "the outside what ever that was" I heard loud crunches and crashes. I heard men voices. I heard yelling. I heard a woman's voice. None of these voices sounded like my mom or dad. I was so very scared so it made me cry all the more & louder. I realize now as an adult if I had not cried they would not of found me!! My cries so loud is how they found me. Suddenly I heard a voice say keep crying keep crying. I had no idea really that people was looking for me I had not fully in my young mind made that connection yet. I thought it was my bright light friend again but then I realized it was not his same comforting voice. But this voice said keep crying baby girl keep crying so we can find you! I didn't know I was in a wreck... my young toddler mind could not comprehend it. Every one was accounted for but me. The truck was totaled by a 18 wheeler. So I obey that strange voice and cried harder thinking I was doing good somehow. All the sudden a while later I felt a jult. I felt my body being tossed around. They had found me.... I was stuffed inside a large hard cased suitcase ( you know those from the 60-70's) laying safely inside on top of a pile of glass & twisted medal in the twisted up trunk bed. One of the reasons they could not find me at first was when they looked in the rumble all they saw was metal, glass & luggage they did not know I was actually there. I had not started crying yet and they did not see my body. I had been upset the angel left me. But I realize as an adult now that had he not stopped talking to me to comfort me I would of never started to cry in fear. They wouldn't of found me in time. Because my mom's life was hanging on a thread and she wouldn't leave in the ambulance till she heard word I was alive. SO they thought I was gone somehow under it all. The angel I now know is whom I was speaking to when I saw a bright light consume me and pick me up and throw me in the dark place " the suit case" in an instant saved my life. I would of been chopped liver had he not done that for me. I remember even some of what the rescuers was saying.... O my God we found her she is here she is here and I heard loud cheers of lots of people. I heard my dads voice saying that is impossible. That suitcase was full and locked with a key.No one could explain what happen and how I got there but I knew. I tried to baby babel in my tears a nice man in light put me there. But I do not think anyone believed me. There was no time for me to of unlocked it and crawled in. I didn't even have the key and as a toddler not even realized it was locked or how to unlock one in the instant of a high speed wreck. I remember when the man in a suit of some sorts ( later I realized as I aged it was an EMT man.) opened the suit case and I saw the day light for that first time in what seemed forever. I knew something big somehow had just happen. He hugged me and said hey little girl your going to be ok. He climbed out with me as I heard cheering. He handed me to my dad... I cried but my dad quickly handed me to a strange lady as he ran away saying take care of her.... he ran to the ambulance my mom refused to leave in major condition till they found me alive. He said take her go go go go now,,,and I was crying for my mommy and wanted to see her. They said I had no time mommy had to go. I had no idea if I would ever see her again at that moment. I was then left with the strange lady for what seemed like a very long time until my Dad came back for me. I remember my auntie came up from hours away to take me home as my Dad stayed on with my mom. That is all I remember about the wreck. I felt honored to remember such detail at such a young age of this amazing event. TO GOD BE THE GLORY!!!!!!! I can no longer sit silent holding these memories & experiences to myself. It is time to use them to recount the God things of God and bring him Glory!