Acts 12:7 And, behold, the angel of the Lord came upon him, and a light shined in the prison: and he smote Peter on the side, and raised him up, saying, Arise up quickly. And his chains fell off from his hands.

When I was 25 years old, a former co-worker who was involved in illegal activity on the job invited me to attend his church. I accepted the invitation, because I saw a change in his life professionally and personally. He had stopped trafficking drugs through the company and started a faithful relationship with his longtime girlfriend of 10 years.

I thought to myself, what a major change over, so I accepted his invitation. During this period I was living on my own, and hanging with the wrong people.

Sunday morning, my brother and I got up early to prepare for church. I will never forget that Sunday. The service was okay, nothing out of the ordinary for a Christian church; singing, preaching, and praising. But, during the end of the sermon, the preacher asked was there anyone sitting out in the congregation who wanted to accept Jesus Christ as their personal savior. My brother and I raised our hands - we were both experiencing some difficult times with our new employer, and we knew we needed a higher power in our life. We went downstairs to a room with other men and women where we were assigned a counselor. My assigned counselor asked me to confess to Jesus and ask for his forgiveness, and keep repeating it. He placed his hand on my head, and I felt something inside that I had never experienced in my life. I couldn’t feel my feet on the floor, and I was speaking a different language. Everyone in the room was speaking this language, and it was very loud. It felt really good. The counselor told us after the session that we were speaking to God through the Holy Spirit, and that the Holy Spirit is our communication to God, and that the demons can’t interpret your conversation or prayer with God. I knew after the session that I was saved. I had so much love for God and Jesus. It was the best feeling in the world. I was saved!

After that day, my brother and I were walking on air. We were saved, and we wanted the world to know it, but people knew it. They would say, "You look different" or "Are you a deacon." It was great! I looked and felt like a man of God.

After a few years of reading and studying on my own, I noticed my relationship with the Holy Spirit was growing closer. I could hear it in my head. It would give me directions and information. I didn’t think I was crazy, but I did question the super natural power of the God and the Holy. Whenever, I would question it’s ability, it would prove it to me. It would tell me if someone was close to death and how they would die, and how to avoid accidents and danger.

I will never forget the time when I started questioning God and Jesus. I was taking a one-week vacation with my wife to Atlanta, Ga. The Spirit was bothering me all week, but this was the day it was going to prove to me God’s super powers. The news was reporting several tornadoes and storms in the area for the evening. This was the day that our God was going to show me something that I would testify for the rest of my life. My wife was at a conference that afternoon, and when she arrived at the hotel she insisted that we go downtown for dinner. I was paranoid!

On our way back from dinner the storms started up. That was the worst storm I had ever seen. There was a tremendous downpour, blinding lightning, and loud bursts of thunder. I was scared out of my pants, because I knew that the time was approaching. I didn’t reveal anything to my wife, but she and Jesus was my witness. While traveling on the highway in our rental car I passed an 18-wheeler on my left side at 60-65 miles per hour. A few seconds after I passed the truck, and small Honda Prelude (same car we had at home) passed me and splashed water on the windshield when a bright light hit the sky. The lane ran out at the same time and I was forced to merge into the left lane. At that very same moment; the same truck that I passed down the highway hit us. We went into a tailspin, which left us facing the oncoming traffic. I remember a woman passing us and viewing us in disbelief. That’s when I heard a voice say, " Turn the wheel to the right". I did it and the car straightens up, and drifted to the left shoulder lane of the highway where there was a 9-foot wall that we crashed into. For a few seconds in my head I saw our car being destroyed by the truck and hit several times by many cars. The roof of the car was torn off, and the cars metal butchered us. Then it went away. My wife and I sat in disbelief of what we had just witnessed. The truck driver stopped up ahead and backed his rig up to where we had crashed. Many witnesses via cell phone dispatched a trooper to the scene. He said, he couldn’t believe that we were alive from the reports that they had received. Only $9,000 dollars worth of damages to the car. I started it up on the crash scene, but unable to drive it because of the front-end damage and flat tire. The trooper drove us back to the hotel and left us his information.

The fact that we survived that night is a testimony of God’s supernatural power and proof that He really exists. Many other testimonies followed after that period, and I have no doubts of God’s power and that He saved me.