Lara’s Amazing Moving Testimony

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“For He shall give His angels charge over you,
To keep you in all your ways.
In their hands they shall bear you up,
Lest you dash your foot against a stone.” Psalm 91:11-12

The last thing in the world I needed after 1.5 years being out on the road full-time for the Lord and ministry including the most recent 6 months in New York City was to receive the loving help of two brand new church friends in loading up my car, the 5 special needs and senior rescued dogs, their wheelchairs on a bike rack on the back, and a massive luggage pack on the roof only to have a wild catastrophe less than 30 minutes after heading out on an extraordinarily long drive all the way south.

Less than a couple weeks before, the Spirit of God had told me I was finished with my work in NYC and that He wanted me to go to South Carolina for three weeks followed by Wilmington, NC, where a major hurricane had just hit. I was excited, exhausted, and thrilled – but not prepared for a major holdup on the way!

Going over a bridge in heavy traffic, I was shocked and horrified and petrified when my luggage bag flew off the roof of my car into traffic. By God’s grace alone, for His glory alone, nobody was killed, no cars had accidents, and nobody was injured.

I had to leave the dogs in the car and walk a good ways up the bridge on the shoulder. All I could say to the first man I encountered was, “I don’t care about my stuff! I just want to know nobody was hurt.” Nobody was hurt. Only God could have protected all the people in their cars as such a large and heavy weight fell into the heavy traffic.

A police officer just “appeared” out of nowhere. I was stunned when he told me I had to back my car up the shoulder of the bridge. I can’t even back out of driveways without great effort! I was scared beyond measure. I argued and argued. “Take my stuff. Throw it away. Donate it. Ship it to me. Just let me go without it! I don’t have room for it. I have special needs dogs and all my stuff.” I told him I was on the road full-time for ministry and leaving NYC for South Carolina.

Only the Lord could have orchestrated all this. Who did He send? An officer who believes in the Lord Jesus Christ, whose daughters live in South Carolina, and who is a canine police officer who in the back of his truck had a police dog that looked like Red the co-founder of my ministry whose amazing story is on video and in writing on my website. And only the Lord could have sent an officer who would do this.

“I can’t fit all that stuff in my car!” I kept saying. He wouldn’t take no for an answer. But I was too shook up to do anything. He, in his compassion for me, and for my special needs dogs, opened my luggage bag that had landed in the highway, looked at all the contents, opened my car doors, and, working carefully around my sweet dogs, spent about 25 minutes lovingly loading my car for me.

Then, I said, “I know I’m breaking the rules.” I hugged him.

I had given him a Gospel tract. He had given me God’s love and compassion. And I am certain what transpired wasn’t just an opportunity to see God’s glory, not simply an opportunity to tell countless people of this amazing opportunity. The Lord was connecting me to the officer because He had a plan. The meeting had a purpose. And only the Lord knew how it would unfold. For I no longer take meeting people for granted. Every person I meet is an opportunity to open my spiritual ears to the Lord to see if He has a purpose for me – to love someone, encourage them, share the Gospel, pray for them, help them with the Bible, give them a Gospel tract or devotional, connect them to someone else to help them, and, above all else, to proclaim Christ as forever Lord.

I left a day earlier than I had planned to avoid traffic. I ended up hitting about 7 traffic jams that day. It took me two days to make the trip. Within 24 hours of my arrival, the Lord already was opening doors to minister to people in His name for His glory.

Who but the Lord God almighty could have done all this? Oh, how glorious is the Lord!

“I don’t care about my stuff,” I had told the officer. “I care about the Lord Jesus Christ and my Bible and people and the dogs in my care,” I had essentially said.

I once was materialistic. Now I know what matters more than anything. My first love – Jesus – and telling the world about Him.

My move onward to my next destination for Christ seemed delayed. But it wasn’t. I was, and am, right on time. For Christ.

PLEASE WOULD YOU DO THIS? WOULD YOU PLEASE PRAY FOR THE POLICE OFFICER? THAT HIS HEART AND LIFE WOULD BE WHOLLY AND FOREVER CHRIST’S WITH NO HOLDING BACK, THAT HE WOULD BE UTTERLY AND UNABASHEDLY AND EVERLASTINGLY SOLD OUT TO LOVING AND WORSHIPING GOD ALMIGHTY. THAT IF HE IS OFF TRACK IN ANY WAY, THAT HE WOULD TURN HUMBLY AND DESPERATELY AND DEVOTEDLY TO JESUS FOREVERMORE! THAT HE WOULD BE USED BY GOD FROM NOW FORTH TO HELP BRING OTHERS TO THE FEET OF JESUS FOREVER AND EVER, AMEN!

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