Two Minutes From Death

Sunday, December 2, 2007
TWO MINUTES FROM DEATH

In the ice storm of January, 2007, in Muskogee, Oklahoma, our family experienced a miracle, one that brings gasps from others who hear it.Large trees were covered with four to five inches of ice. Small trees and bushes that were still standing were so laden with ice that their branches touched the ground, frozen there in most cases.The air was full of eerie sounds. Trees were exploding from within because of the weight of the ice on them, resulting in sounds like those in a war zone. No trees or bushes were spared. Huge limbs were hitting houses and cars, crushing them underneath.My husband decided to try to leave our house and venture to get extra gasoline to power our small generator in case the power lines broke and we would be left without electricity. He ventured out to the driveway amidst the devastation and got in our van, carefully driving down our long driveway to the city streets. Trees and limbs were crashing down all around him.Just as he pulled out of the driveway and drove up the small hill in front of our house, I heard another loud explosion from our back yard. The top half of our huge century old oak tree came crashing down onto the exact spot where our van had been previously parked with my husband at the wheel as he warmed up the van. The van would have been crushed with my husband inside had he not exited the driveway at the exact time that he did. Or, even worse, my husband would have been crushed to death while he was cleaning the ice off of the windshield of the van.The driveway was impassable when My husband came back home. When he saw the six feet tall pile of ice laden wood from the trunk and limbs of the huge tree where he had been a very short time before, he was thankful that he had escaped death for himself and avoided destruction of the van. He was two minutes from death.Thank God for his protection.