
I put off refueling my van the other day. I knew the gas tank was near empty but I had a few errands I wanted to run before I went to the gas station. Well, I was on the freeway trying to pass another car and suddenly the van died. I began coasting. I was so grateful I was at the top of the hill, and I began praying for help. I asked God to help me make it off the freeway and get to the gas station safely. The offramp went down the hill, but there was a red light at the end of that. I prayed that I would be able to turn quickly, because I knew I might not get moving again if I stopped long. After a brief pause, I turned, but there was a truck with a trailer coming towards me quickly. I prayed again to God for help. Gratefully, the truck passed me. Then I prayed that I could make it to the gas station, just a few feet away, but also that the first pump would be open. I had no idea how I could get to a pump otherwise. I rolled into the gas station, and with joy saw that the first pump was free! I parked the van and prayed with my two-year-old son. I gave thanks with tears of gratitude that God heard my prayers and blessed me with a miracle of safety and success. I know God lives today. I know He knows me personally and loves me.