Dream while awake

Many years ago, I was sitting at an intersection waiting for the traffic light to turn green. Can one dream while awake? Maybe it was what some refer to as a vision. I don’t know what it was, but I could see in my mind an accident on the street I was preparing to turn on. I didn’t think about it much after that day.

Three days later I was driving down that street. For some reason I looked in the rear-view mirror. I saw a truck coming in the middle of the street from a couple of vehicles behind me.

There was not enough space for that truck to get between my vehicle and the vehicles on the other side of the street. I slowed down and moved over as far as I could. There was a deep ditch on both sides of the street.

The truck driver forced his way down to my vehicle and hit the driver’s side rear of my vehicle. Three of my children were in the back and one baby in the front seat. This was years before seat belts and car seats for children.

The baby was in one of the carry seats that was popular back then. When the truck hit my vehicle, it shook us all. The children in the back were okay. The back of the front seat protected them.

Something I can’t explain happened with the baby. I have always attributed it to an angel. The seat with the baby in it flew straight up off the car seat where she was next to me. It then moved toward the dashboard and in slow motion gently landed on the floor of the car between the seat and the dashboard.

Ever since that day I have had no doubt that angels are watching over us. I have no other way of understanding how that seat came down so slowly, but for an angel carrying it down.

The police came and could see no injuries on any of us. They advised me to take the baby to be checked just in case. I took her to the ER where they declared her healthy and no injuries.

Have you ever had something happen that you can’t explain how it happened?

12 thoughts on “Dream while awake

  1. This happened to me while going through cancer treatment.
    Radiation treatment, however, was lonely. My husband could not go into the room with me. After the technicians placed me in the proper position for the treatment, they quickly left the room and went into another room where they could view me through a window safe from the radiation. What was really frightening was the sign on the outside of the room. It said:“Danger! High Radiation!”

    The act of God came in the first treatment. After placing me in the exact position I had to be in so that the radiation would reach only those places where cancer cells might still be hidden and yet not reach my heart or my lungs, the technicians walked out of the room. I heard the heavy door slam shut. Tears began to run down my face and my heart began beating very fast as I realized that I was alone in the room with a machine about to emit dangerous x-rays into my body.

    Never in all my life had I felt so all alone. As I have always done in times of trouble, I cried out to the Lord and said, “Help me! I’m all alone and I’m scared.” Immediately as that cry went out, a song began playing over the speakers. It was a song from my childhood: “Yes, Jesus Loves Me.”

    How comforting it was to me to remember that I was not alone, but my friend who had promised to walk with me through the valley of the shadow of death was there with me.

    After the treatment I thanked the technicians for being so thoughtful to play that song at that particular moment. They told me they had nothing to do with the music that was played during the treatments. It was all programmed months before and they just turned on the music without any control over what was being played. They also said they did not hear that song.


    I know many will say it was just a coincidence – that particular song playing at the very moment I cried out for help. And only me hearing it.
    But I say it was an act of God. Between my treatments and the days it took to set up my treatment plan and adjust it, I was in that room for over 40 times. During those times they always played elevator music. Except for that one moment, there was never any music that could be counted as Christian music.

    • Thank you so much for sharing this wonderful story. He promised never to leave us nor forsake us, He will always come to us when we call out to Him. Coincidence, no I don’t don’t believe so. I think that song was sent to you from or Lord and to you only in your time of need. Blessings to you.

  2. Wow! Such an amazing experience! I am so glad that you and your family were all alright and protected! And I do believe your experience as you described it, and the fact that you were protected! I had a very similar type of unusual experience several years ago while traveling home from work at night during a blinding rain storm. The road I was on was one lane, with a concrete divider between my lane and the lane of oncoming traffic. Out of nowhere, a truck came speeding towards me in my lane (going the wrong way), and I had no time to react, and no where to go. The next thing I remember, was hearing the sound of the wheels of my car spinning underneath me, as if the car was being lifted off the road as the tires continued to spin. There was silence, and there was no swerving of the car. It was just gently moved out of the way. I don’t even remember seeing the truck go past me! And then, I found myself continuing along the road, as if nothing unusual had happened at all! I can’t explain it – I can only say with certainty that it occurred, that it felt like time stopped for an instant, that it was very surreal and that everything appeared to have been taken care of and put back into place rather quickly, and that I felt as though I had definitely been protected from what should have been an imminent crash. So, I believe you, and I am so glad you shared your story, because it also validated mine for me! ❤ Thanks so much for your post!

    • Anita, thank you so much for sharing your story with me. I believe your experience. I am glad you were saved from what could have been a horrible accident and you possibly losing your life.

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