Dr. Rodney T. Hard


By:  Dr. Rodney T. Hard

While driving to work from my home in Louisville, Kentucky to my chiropractic office in Salem, Indiana at 7:00 a.m. in the morning on 1-18-2012, I had a near miss with another car that could have ended in a tragic accident.  I thanked God over and over again, not necessarily for saving me from the accident, but for giving me direct evidence of His presence.

I was listening to 1 Kings of the Old Testament in the Holy Bible on my CD player.   The first passage that really got my attention was 1 Kings 19:11-13.

11 Then He said, “Go out, and stand on the mountain before the LORD.” And behold, the LORD passed by, and a great and strong wind tore into the mountains and broke the rocks in pieces before the LORD, but the LORD was not in the wind; and after the wind an earthquake, but the LORD was not in the earthquake; 12 and after the earthquake a fire, but the LORD was not in the fire; and after the fire a still small voice.
13 So it was, when Elijah heard it, that he wrapped his face in his mantle and went out and stood in the entrance of the cave. Suddenly a voice came to him, and said, “What are you doing here, Elijah?”

At the end of verse 12, Elijah hears a still small voice.  I mulled that over a little and thought about how we rush about through life and don’t slow down long enough to be quiet and still and hear the still small voice of God.

I listened further to how God spoke directly to the prophets and told them what to do and what to say.  How lucky they were to know that God was there watching over them, talking directly to them, and giving them direction.  I thought about how thick headed and hard hearted some of the kings were.  Ahab watched Elijah call down fire from heaven to consume the whole altar, acknowledged the one and only God of Israel, and then went out that same day and did evil in the sight of the Lord.

 “I am like that sometimes.” I thought.  Going north on I-65, I approached I-265 West and realized my Salem/Hamburg exit was coming up right past that.  A little nudge to my mind told me maybe I should get off on I-265 and go up Grant Line Road to Salem this time.  I don’t like that route in the dark but for some reason, I exited.   I reminded myself to get off at Grant Line Road several exits up the road.

I continued to listen to the CD but my thoughts wandered to the time I had gotten more than a little nudge from God.  Back in the early 1970s my first wife, Sharon, was driving and I was asleep in the passenger's seat on the way home from a friend's house.  It was 1:30 a.m. in the morning on a snowy night with ice covered roads.

I had a vision, or a very vivid dream, in which our car crested the next hill and ran head on into a car that was in our lane driving toward us on the wrong side of the four lane road divided by a raised median.  The vision was so vivid and imminent that I immediately jerked wide awake and yelled, "Slow down! Now!" as I put on my seat belt.  Sharon was just gaining good traction and momentum while accelerating up the icy hill and didn't really want to slow down, but she saw fear in my eyes and heard the extreme urgency in my voice, so she put on the brake to slow down as we crested the hill.

There was the car that I saw in my vision coming straight at us.  Sharon had slowed enough that she was able to swerve and miss the other car by a mere six inches.  I realized immediately that God had warned me and saved me from disaster.

My thoughts came back to the present time, to the CD I was listening to, and I looked up to realize that I had just passed the Grant Line Road exit because of my musings.  Frustrated, I continued on onto I-64 W and then got off at Exit 117 to take SR150 to Palmyra and then to Salem.  I was thinking about the nudging I got to go a different route and then how inattentive I was to miss the Grant Line Road exit.  I wondered if that was just me being stupid or if both these instances were God sending me on another route in order to protect me from something that could have happened had I gone my normal route.  I remembered acting on these kinds of nudges in the past about going a different route, and I asked myself the same question again.  "Is this just me, or is it from God?"  I answered myself, "I guess I will never know since I didn't go the other route."

As I finished that thought, out of the corner of my eye I saw a car coming straight toward the right side of my car from a side street on the right.  I accelerated instantly and swerved to the left a little as I braced for impact on the back right side of my car.  For a split second, my thought went, "Don't tell me I came all the way out of the way to avoid trouble, just to be hit here!"

But, when I realized that the car had missed me by inches, the first words out of my mouth were, "Thank you, Lord! Thank you, Lord!"  Then I realized I was not thanking God just for saving me from disaster.  I was actually thanking Him for answering my question.  He was telling me that, yes it was He who nudged and guided me.  He was telling me not to doubt it for a second.  It was like he was telling me, "Did I get your attention?  You know now, don't you?  Of course it was I, you knucklehead."

I don't believe in coincidences.  God is sovereign.  Everything is part of God's plan "And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose."  Romans 8:28.

Rodney Hard and Penny in 2002