cow jumps on car————————-27 May 09

A number of years ago, I was travelling home from a powerful Christian businessmen’s meeting. It was gone ten o’clock at night,  pitch black and raining. I was on a country road which, although fairly straight, was a bit of a switchback making overtaking difficult as the road kept disappearing into the dips.

I am sometimes a little  impatient and was watching closely for an opportunity to pass the long line of cars. Looking back it now seems a bit crazy, but I knew the road well and knew each overtaking place. As I watched the long line of red lights in front, I suddenly heard an urgent voice in my spirit. “Pull back, pull back, pull back!”

Instantly my foot came off the pedal, my speed rapidly fell from about 60 mph and the line of lights ahead started to disappear as I slowed down feeling a little perplexed.

Suddenly a huge black shape lunged out of the night from the hedgerow and straight across my front. I skidded violently on the wet road and slammed into a large black cow which was then thrown over the top of the car.

I jumped out and ran back to try and warn any other cars. To my amazement, the creature got up making an almighty indignant bellowing and ambled off in the direction of its milking shed, followed by the rest of the herd, which was by now milling around the road causing havoc with the traffic.

As I gathered myself together and surveyed the damage, I realised how close to tragedy I had come. The cow, which was totally black, had leapt through the hedge and fence wire almost on top of me. Impact with an animal of that size at the 60 mph I had originally been travelling could easily have destroyed the car and all within.

My car had escaped lightly. The evidence of impact on the front of the car extended well beyond the centreline. My Renault Espace has a fairly wedge shaped front so the streaks of mud showed it being swept upwards and around the side. It took the side mirror off and broke the passenger window leaving my passenger a little shocked and covered with glass. There was a little fracturing to various trims, but that was all!

The following day I traced the farmer regarding the insurance. He was amazed at what had happened, and confirmed that he had only one all black cow in the herd, the rest being multicoloured.

As I contempleted what had happened, I realised how much I had been protected by the Holy Spirit. His clear word to pull back on my speed undoubtedly saved mine and my passenger’s lives. I also realised how easy it was for Satan or his angels to goad the one and only black cow to leap the fence when my car was at the right place. Satan comes only to kill steal and destroy, and only God’s mercy had thwarted Satan’s plan.

For me this again confirms that “Salvation” is not merely going to heaven when we die, but rather God’s power to deliver us from evil in this life!

It also shows the importance of being always vigilant to the whisper of God’s voice in our spirit.

How many others have experienced God’s word of salvation in comparable circumstances?