THE HAND OF GOD I have read many stories of inspiration, divine miracles and God’s intervention in people’s lives but there have been a few I have witnessed myself. Such is the story I am about to tell you. Back in the 1960’s I was in business with my 2 brothers who were identical twins and with our father. I was a young man at the time in my early to mid-20s and we called our business Leeth Construction. We were in the backhoe and dump truck business and anything associated with excavation and hauling stone we would do but our main line of work was installing septic tanks and leaching fields. We always kept our equipment greased up good because our father always said, “Grease is cheaper than parts.” So every night when we had quit for the day we would grease the fittings on the backhoes and dump trucks. In order to grease the dump truck bed it was easier to lift the bed as high as it would go which gave us access to the grease fitting underneath the bed and along the frame of the truck. After we had greased the truck we would grab the rod that ran along the frame of the truck which had one end connected the lever that was in the cab and the other end to the hydraulic cylinder that lifted the bed. It was easier to do it this way than to climb up in the truck to pull the lever. The bed would come down slowly giving us plenty of time to get out of the way of the bed as it came down. One day our father had just come from the stone quarry to the jobsite we were working at and he had over 8 tons of stone on one of the dump trucks. He pulled the lever in the cab of the truck and raised the bed to its full height and he was preparing to release the tail gate to dump the stone. The only problem he was going to dump the stone in the wrong spot. I saw my brother running to the truck and hollering at him not to dump the stone. Our father didn’t hear him so my brother bent down under the bed and pulled the rod that would lower the bed. In a split second I saw the bed with 8 tons of stone on it coming down light lightening. My brother had forgotten that with stone in the bed of the truck it would not come down slow as it did when it was empty. My brother’s body was between the bed of the truck and the frame and I knew it was going to act as a scissors and cut his body in half. Even if our father had seen what was happening and reversed the lever no hydraulic cylinder in the world would have stopped the bed from coming down because it would have blown the packing of the cylinder clean out! It was certain death but that day I saw the HAND OF GOD. An unseen power from on high stopped that dump bed from coming down as it came to a sudden stop in mid-air just inches from cutting my brother in half! OH THE MIGHTY POWER THAT IS IN THE NAME OF JESUS!! We all praised God that day for the mighty miracle that we saw with our own eyes in sparing my brother’s life!!
Posted on: Mon, 24 Mar 2014 21:33:46 +0000
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