By Ricki Blanchard

 

I was driving back to Traverse City from downstate on Monday after Christmas following a whirlwind of get-togethers with family(s) and friends, listening to the audio book “The Law of Thinking” by Bishop E. Bernard Jordan    It really had me captivated, explaining the laws of manifestation in a very God based manner quite different than most I’ve read, yet the basic principles were the same. They always are!

 

North of Grayling, I found myself behind a big truck. Not exactly a snow plow, this truck had a blade underneath its body and was scraping the pavement. I knew it would be some time before we would reach passing lanes, because we had just come off some. Driving 32 miles an hour and unable to see oncoming traffic, I chose to practice patience and go with the flow, however “trickling” it may seem.

 

There were six big flashing red and yellow lights on the back of this monster-sized truck. After about ten minutes I thought to myself “I’m good with this slow go, but the lights are really getting to my eyes.”

 

Almost immediately, six threads appeared between each light and a spot on my car at the base of the windshield, just to the left of my vision. “What is on my car?” was my first mental question, followed by an intuitive answer: Nothing. I leaned right, and then left to see if the lights followed my movement, proving that I was having an optical illusion. I have never seen energy or auras as many of my friends have. The threads stayed fast to that pinpoint on the car. Then I noticed that, as oncoming traffic went by, white lights from their headlights sent threads to the same spot on the car, joining the yellow and red ones.

 

Then it hit me. Neither the lights from the truck nor the lights from oncoming cars were bothering my eyes! I searched for a rational explanation, but not for long. I was witnessing a miracle! I drove on in awe, watching the threads, and listening to Bishop Bernard talk about how God wants us to be wealthy and prosperous.

 

We finally reached passing lanes. The second I passed the truck, all the threads disappeared, including the ones from the oncoming cars. Those lights bothered my eyes a bit, as they always have. I remained in fascination of what I had seen and refused to overanalyze or try to rationalize. 

 

I know miracles are always happening. I even recognized the happening after the fact, having a little “Aha” moment. I have never had one in my face before! I am still in awe and know, deep down, that I will be a witness again.