I still remember the day with absolute clarity, the kind of memory that refuses to fade because it carries the fingerprints of God all over it. It was just two days to my birthday, a time when my heart was full of plans, gratitude, and quiet reflection. I had no idea that I was about to experience a miracle that would redefine how I understood God’s protection.
That afternoon, I set out on a routine journey. Nothing unusual, nothing dramatic. The road was familiar, the weather calm, and my mind at ease. But just moments after getting onto the main stretch, things changed in a heartbeat. A speeding vehicle lost control ahead of me. I saw it swerving violently, coming straight into my lane. There was no time to think, only time to call on the name of Jesus in my heart. Before I could fully process what was happening, I felt my car jerk, as though pulled away from danger by an invisible hand.
The impact I expected never came.
When everything settled, I realized my car had come to a stop at the very edge of the road, inches away from a ditch. The other vehicle had spun past me, crashing further ahead. For a moment, I couldn’t move. My hands trembled on the steering wheel as I tried to understand how I was still alive, how I had walked through the shadow of death without a scratch. It wasn’t luck. It wasn’t coincidence. It was God.
Right there in the car, tears began to fall. Not tears of fear, but tears of overwhelming gratitude. I felt God whisper to my heart, “I am with you. I am not finished with you.” Two days before my birthday, God gave me a gift no human could ever give, my life, preserved.
I stepped out and looked at the scene again, realizing that the accident could have taken me away, taken me from my family, my dreams, my purpose. But God stood between me and death. He turned what could have been tragedy into testimony.
Since that day, I no longer take waking up for granted. I no longer see my birthday as just a yearly celebration, now it is a reminder of divine mercy. God saved me not because I am perfect, but because He is faithful. His angels went ahead of me, and His protection surrounded me even when I didn’t realize I needed it.
Today, I share this testimony to give glory to God and to assure anyone reading this: His protection is real. His love is powerful. And His timing is perfect. When the enemy plans destruction, God steps in with deliverance. I am a living witness that He still saves, He still shields, and He still intervenes in ways that leave us speechless.
Two days to my birthday, God gave me a miracle. And for the rest of my life, I will never stop thanking Him for it.
