A Christmas Time Miracle


Bonnie M. Wells

December 11, 2010 started out much like any other Saturday around my house.

I fed and watered all the outside animals, let the inside dogs out one at a time for a few minutes each, and then brought them back in for their individual attention time - which they refused to share!

Around 1:00 p.m. I told my husband that I thought I'd go over to Parkersburg and do a little Christmas shopping at the T.J. Maxx store, and by 2:00 I was well on my way.

A couple of stops in Belpre and I headed across the toll bridge and up Grand Central Avenue toward the mall and T.J. Maxx.

Traffic was heavy, but I didn't mind. I wasn't one of those people who got up tight because there was a lot of traffic. I just got into the flow and went along at a safe distance and speed until I got where I was going.

I signaled the driver behind me that I was intending to turn right, and swung easily into the T.J. Maxx parking lot.

I heard the little creaking sound as my Jeep Cherokee made the right hand turn, but didn't pay too much attention to it.

The parking lot was full. It seemed everyone was out shopping. No problem, I'd just go on up and maybe down the next row .... and then I noticed my steering wheel had a lot of play in it -- and I mean a lot of play!

In fact, I could spin it to the left or right and the Jeep just went straight ahead! Oh, this wasn't good.

I tapped the brake ever so lightly and then heard the metal dragging against concrete. I'd just dropped a tierod - and I knew the sound that I'd heard upon entering the parking lot had been my only warning.

I brought the Jeep to a standstill; put it into park and got out. Sure enough, there was the end of the tierod on the passenger side, laying on the pavement.

The Triple A sticker on my window glared at me, and almost seemed to be laughing at me! It needed to stop that ... I was kicking myself hard enough for not renewing my membership!

Two strangers approached and asked if they could help me. I appreciated the offer but unless they were driving a tow truck I didn't know what they could do.

Right about then, Joyce Foreman appeared out of nowhere --- whipped out her Triple A card and called for help!

She couldn't stay around as she had another appointment, but I surely appreciated her assistance, and thanked her profusely.

I called my husband and my grandson and told them what was going on, and that I was waiting for the tow truck to come over from Belpre to get the Jeep.

The air was getting colder. We were supposed to get several inches of snow later on in the day and I wanted to be back home before it started. Didn't look as if I was going to make it.

After turning on my emergency flashers, I moved away from the Jeep - just in case someone hit it. I didn't want to be a causality because I was standing beside a disabled vehicle. I'd seen that very thing on tv several times recently.

So, I moved across the parking lot to my right and stood beside a gray truck that was in one of the parking spaces. It really was getting colder, and by this time I was kicking myself for not dressing warmer.

After harping at my daughter and grandkids for years and warning them to 'be prepared,' here I was the one that was not prepared.

I noticed the young man as he scurried across the parking lot toward me and the gray truck.

"Oh, what's wrong? Did someone hit my truck?" He asked as he approached me.

"Oh, no, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you," I replied. "My Jeep threw a tierod and I was just standing here by your truck and waiting for the wrecker to get here."

He breathed a sigh of relief and we began talking as we waited for the wrecker together.

After several minutes Christopher {Chris} reached into his truck and pulled out a heavy sweater. "Aren't you cold?" he asked as he slipped the sweater over his head.

"Yes, I'm getting cold," I replied as I once again glanced down Grand Central Avenue and wondered what was taking the wrecker so long.

"Why don't you go on into the store and get warm? I'll stay out here and watch for the wrecker and I'll come in and get you when it arrives," Chris offered.

Again, I was amazed at the kindness that I'd been shown, and I took the young man up on his offer.

I'd been in the store about fifteen minutes when Chris came looking for me. The wrecker had arrived.

I'd hunted Joyce up while in the store and thanked her again for her kindness. Then I went out, thanked Chris again and climbed into the wrecker and headed back into Belpre where I hoped to get my Cherokee fixed and back on the road.

My husband was waiting at the garage for me, and after thanking the tow truck driver, I got into my husband's car, and we headed home, leaving my Cherokee in Wayne's hands to fix.

All my friends said I had an angel on my shoulder that day .... but I disagreed. "I had an angel doing the driving that day," I replied. "And besides that, I recognized the message that was delivered to me that day, and therein lies the greatest miracle of all.

Of course I am very thankful that it all happened where it did. I could not {and still cannot} think of a better place for such an event to happen.

Had I been in heavy traffic I am certain there would have been a serious wreck, possibly with injuries to me or others.

Had it happened on the four lane as I was coming home - well, I probably would not be here tonight writing the story for everyone to read, and there is no doubt in my mind that no one would ever drive that Cherokee again!

What message did I see?

It is in the names of those people who stepped forward to help me.

I've been working with names and dates for a long, long time, and I've told so many people that there are messages within the names. I don't think too many people believe me. To be honest, there's been times when I wasn't too certain myself .... but I continued to work, and continued to believe.

December 11, 2010 confirmed it all .....

Joyce Foreman - Christopher - 'Joy For Man, Christ.'

Since I saw Joyce twice that day .... we have Re - Joice .... and, since I dropped the Jeep off for Wayne to fix, we now have Way ..... 'Man Rejoice For Christ is the Way.'

And I bowed my head in humble acknowledgment and appreciation of all that is within the Heavens above, and for God's eternal love and for Christ's sacrifice and unending protection and love.

And the next time someone says expect a miracle, I'm going to tell them that I've seen more miracles in my lifetime than the average dozen people ever notice. Possibly because I do expect them .... and possibly because I recognize them when I do see them. Whatever, I thank the Lord for protecting me that day, and for saving me and my old Cherokee.


With Love, In His Holy Name,


Romans 1:21 - For although they knew God, they neither glorified him as God nor gave thanks to him, but their thinking became futile and their foolish hearts were darkened.