Nancy was always so sweet to me and seemed genuinely concerned about what I was going to do in my life and we enjoyed a lot of long talks. We had recently reconnected on Facebook and we were going to be meeting for lunch. I had no idea I would never see this friend again.
She gave me a gift I will never forget because God used her in a very special way to remind me that he was watching out for me.
When I was 18 or 19, I had been plagued by nightmares of getting hit by a car on my bicycle. I had this dream so often I was a little skittish on my bike for awhile. At this young age, I had grown angry at God because of the abuse in my youth and how emotionally and mentally it had held me back from the power I felt I would have had otherwise. At that time, I spent very little time in prayer or in church.
I went home to Bath for a period in the spring to volunteer at a Senior Play Production at Haverling High School--I had graduated from there just the year before. I decided to ride my bicycle to rehearsal because it was such a nice day.
I remember getting close to the school. I had always known there was this big pothole near the entry of Ellas Avenue that all the buses would hit but this day I forgot about it. When my front tire hit it and swerved into the road, I thought I hope there is no car there. Before I knew it I was flying over the top of some car and the next thing I knew....I was dreaming all over again. In my dream I had been hit by a car badly and was unable to walk and in the dream, the woman I used to babysit for and my friend, Nancy Becker had hit me with her car.
When I came to on the street, many people were standing around me. I could not feel my legs and I felt intense pain all over. I looked up and there was Nancy standing over me. She was saying she was sorry and I couldn't speak. It felt almost like those times on TV when people say they were dead and watching themselves from above. I was not dead but I could not move. An ambulance took me to the hospital and on the ride I started to feel my legs again....thank God....
I was taken to Ira Davenport Hospital and Nancy came of course. I told her I had been dreaming for months that someone was going to hit me on my bicycle. Nancy said she wished I had warned her but I told her I had never remember who hit me when I would awake....until that day when she was standing over me. Boy I was a hurting camper for quite some time. My lower calves were blackened with bruises as well as my tailbone---but within months I was as good as new.
Why was this a God moment? Someone else could have hit me and killed me. Someone that was going faster and not so kind. God chose Nancy and at that moment I realized that God had really sent an angel to watch over me. I know she felt awful but of course it was not her fault; the pothole was fixed shortly thereafter. I will never forget that day because that accident and the way Nancy cared for me on that day changed the course of my life. I knew I had been saved from serious injury or death and became grateful for life all over again.
I still have pain on my left leg on my outside calf and my hit still pops out of joint---this was from the accident. But you will never hear me complain about the accident or it happening to me. For this I am grateful because I was spared. Nancy probably was scared to death at the moment but she was used as an instrument of God and I have been blessed with a great life.
Nancy had been blessed too....a career, two wonderful and handsome boys, two beautiful daughter in laws and a grand-daughter she was very smitten with. I never heard her complain about anything because I know God filled her heart and I know where she is now without one doubt. Thank you Nancy for awakening me and being my friend. And I know one day I will see her again.....
"Friends are friends forever if the Lord's the Lord of them...." Michael W. Smith
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