Car Accident

While waiting for the traffic light to turn green, I revved my car in an attempt to warm the engine up. In the meantime, a small red van pulled in next to my car. The driver of the red van must have thought I was mocking him for a race. He started revving his van as well! When the traffic light turned green, the red van pulled away in a hurry. I pulled away calmly, and the next moment our car was hit by something enormous!

The next thing I became aware of was the sounds of sirens. I did not know if I have lost conscious or how much time has passed since our car was hit. A very big truck hit us. He also hit another car, then the traffic light and only then came to a stop! The sirens I heard were the sirens of police vehicles chasing the truck. There were drugs on the truck and the police were tipped off.

I was in a state of shock, and my little daughter tried to calm me down. I did not feel any pain, but my left foot was stuck underneath the pedals. The car’s engine was still going and revving very high! It would not switch off. Bystanders had to force a door open to release us from the car. When I saw our car from the outside, I went hysterical. In the first place, it was only a miracle that got us out of that wreck alive. To get out of that wreck totally unharmed, with no injuries at all, that was a sure sign that God had a very special place for us on earth. Also never have I heard of any small child that stayed calm and comforted an adult in the same circumstances!

It was only later that I realised that the truck drove right over my car! The driver of the other car that was hit by the truck also got out of his car totally unharmed. He was overwhelmed by this miracle.

Yes, a very big and undeserved miracle out of our Lord Jesus Christ’s hand it is! How much He must love us! Sinners we are, and forever forgiving He is. If only we will accept Him in our lives. If only our faith in God will grow strong enough to believe that He will answer to our needs. If we ask Him in faith, and thank Him as if we have already received, then our faith in God will be real.

Thank You, our Heavenly Father, for this opportunity to tell the people about Your everlasting love! Hallelujah! Praise the Lord! Amen!
Nanette Esterhuizen."

I was born with a medical condition called ·GIANT PEREPHERAL NEUROPATHY

At the age of nine years, I developed a back condition called ·SCOLIOSIS·. Doctors decided it would be best to start treatment at a later age. Therefore, it came about that they admitted me to hospital at the age of fourteen years to start treatment, which would be a long process. First, I would have to wear a ·HALO PELVIC·. This is a contraption consisting of two steel rods drilled right through your pelvis with two ends sticking out through your hips and the other two ends sticking out just above your buttocks very close to each other. There are also four short steel pins drilled into your scull just above the ears. They attach a steel circle to the four pins around your head and another steel circle to the four ends of the two rods that goes through your pelvis. They attach these two steel circles with four very long steel bolds in a vertical position. This is done to stretch your spine by turning the bolds bit by bit every day. The evening after my ·HALO PELVIC· was attached to me in the operating theatre; they gave me a MORPHINE injection against pain. Later, a nurse who was doing her rounds noticed that I have stopped breathing and I had no pulse.

They told me a week later that the nurse first ran to get hold of the sister on duty, who in turn ran to get the doctor who was busy getting into his car to leave. They ran back to me and found that I was all on my own. The nurse had run to get a VENTILATOR from theatre. By the time the doctor and sister started CPR, more than five minutes have already passed. I came around with the doctor shouting at me to breath. When it seemed that I was stable, the doctor left. After a while, when I again complained about pain, they gave me a CODEINE injection. This time the sister stayed with me. The same thing happened. I stopped breathing and had no pulse. The sister started CPR again and got my heart going again and I was breathing. However, I remained unconscious. The doctor arrived and he suspected that I had serious brain damage. In fact, he lost all hope that I could survive the trauma I went through and transferred me to the terminally ill patients ward in another hospital in the middle of that night.

I woke up in a strange ward at three o· clock in the morning where visitors were crying at two other patients· beds! I called for a nurse and when she arrived, I asked her what I was doing there. She answered that I needed special treatment and was for that reason transferred to that hospital. Then I told her that I was very hungry and felt like toast with Marmite. It must have convinced her that I was perfectly well! After a few minutes, she brought me my toast and removed me from that ward to another where the patients were sleeping.

The next morning they transferred me back to the hospital where I came from. All the nurses gathered around me and seemed very pleased to have me back. A few evenings later the night shift sister that was on duty on the night they transferred me, told me that it was a miracle to have me back since brain damage sets in within three minutes of the brain being starved of oxygen.

The specialist that was treating me, explained to medical students that I should have been a vegetable, but there I was, perfectly well! It was only then that I started realising that what happened to me was a miracle. In addition, that people gave up on me and that it was actually a terminally ill patient·s ward where I woke up and ordered toast! That is why the other patients visitors were crying, because all the patients in that ward were dying.

I felt very special, for it made a huge impression on me as a fourteen-year-old teenager that it could only have been a miracle from God that saved me! Praise The Lord! Amen!

Nanette Esterhuizen - One Direction Ministries"

The HIV Scare·

He and his girlfriend went shopping at a neighbour town mall. It was extremely busy in there. While my son and his girlfriend were walking along with the crowd, my son suddenly felt a very sharp prick in his arm. He turned around just to see a young boy running and disappearing in the crowd. He checked his arm and realised that he has been pricked with a needle. Did he become the victim of somebody who wanted to spread HIV-AIDS to innocent people? Or was it somebody sick enough to want to spread fear?

No chances could be taken and my son rushed to his doctor. The doctor prescribed ANTI-RETROVIROL MEDICATION which my son would have to take daily for thirty days. That could prevent him from getting HIV-AIDS. When he took the medicine he showed a very bad reaction to it. After using it for only one day he dehydrated so badly that his sister had to rush him to hospital after finding him lying helpless on the bathroom floor. The doctors diagnoses wasn't what we wanted to hear. My son could not use ANTI-RETROVIROL MEDICATION. He is allergic. So that is when he called me. He asked us to pray for him.

He went for several HIV-AIDS tests since and Praise to The Lord, there is no sign of any illness what so ever!

Gods Grace is big! Amen!
Nanette Esterhuizen.

The heart attack·

But, in the Bible God gave me His promise already the previous day that He has healed me!

1 PETER 2:24
By His wounds you have been healed!

When we arrived at emergencies, the cardiologist informed me that the ECG they took, did not look good at all. I could only reply ‘really?’ as I kept thinking about Gods promise and believed in it!

I was admitted in hospital and was sent to cardio-ICU. The next morning another ECG was taken and this time the results were NORMAL! The doctors were very surprised, but God kept His promise! I was discharged from hospital and went home.

Miracles do happen, praise Our Lords Name! Amen!
SONJA LEHMANN. ROOIBERG S.A.