That was the reality we could see. However, just as in the case of Elisha, there were spiritual forces at work that we couldn’t see. We could all feel a spiritual battle taking place. This was our enemy’s best attempt at thwarting the revival that would take place at camp that week. What we couldn’t see were all the people who were praying for us, but that’s when the tide began to turn.
From the very moment of the accident, God gave me the self control to be calm, kind, and accommodating. The natural thing to do would have been to argue and defend our rights, but the fruit of the Spirit (peace, kindness, and self-control) took over. The young students who were with me watched as the tone began to change, as God began working to bring all the pieces together for a peaceful resolution.
God did some amazing things that day. He softened the heart of the police chief to allow us to come to a peaceful arrangement. He helped Brenda make the deposits in the bank to pay for the repair of the other vehicle. He released the other driver from the clinic without injury. He guided the accident to keep our truck from flipping over and to keep it driveable. He provided each and every thing necessary to allow us to continue on to camp and have one of the most powerful weeks of ministry that I have ever been a part of.
As we pulled into the camp at 9:00pm that night, 15 hours after we had begun our journey, one of the young ladies on the worship team said, “Today I learned more about what it means to live the Christian life than I have in the last 5 years put together.” Our God moves within moments of crisis in a way that we may never otherwise experience Him.