Praise

This past Saturday, my brother and I attended the Faith & Freedom Festival in Kansas, Oklahoma. What an incredible day — from the uplifting music and powerful message to the fellowship that filled the air. Near the end of the evening, a speaker (Joe?) gave a message that struck a chord. He said something along the lines of:
“If you left here and got in a wreck… would you be heading to the gates of heaven or hell?”

We had no idea how soon that message would become so real.

At 10 PM, we left the event. My brother — a seasoned Harley rider of over 20 years — put on his helmet and took off on his motorcycle. I followed behind him in my vehicle, something I never do, but I felt strongly led to that night.

As we drove down Hwy 116 on a sharp curve, a car came into his lane. To avoid a collision, my brother swerved and laid the bike down. He slid along the road, and his motorcycle caught the post of a road sign. His head also skimmed alongside the post, which slung the bike back around, spinning it to face the direction he came from — just feet before a concrete culvert in the ditch.

Had he gone just a little farther, the outcome could’ve been tragic.

But God intervened.
He walked away with only a mild concussion, cuts, and bruises — no broken bones, no internal injuries, no hospital stay. Just the undeniable covering of divine protection.

The next day, he told me that moment reignited his faith. He repeated the words the man on stage had said, now with a whole new understanding of their weight and truth. He knows without a doubt: God was with him.

We’re giving God all the glory. He is our protector, our redeemer, and the One who meets us even in the ditch. 🙌