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| Kevin McCauley
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| There was a very distraught man standing there with a phone .
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| As I approached, he asked where were we?
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| I told him where we were and he relayed the location to the 911 operator on his phone.
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| He pointed me to the wrecked car with a young girl blacked out in the driver seat.
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| Now this car had hit a pole and hard.
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| The roof was flattened right down and the girl was pinned in the seat.
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| I thought... oh wow this car was flying and airborne when it hit the pole.
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| The girl was out cold and plenty of blood around.
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| I reached in through the broken window and the man on the phone freaked out along with another man who had stopped to see.
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| They told me don't touch her... there is blood! there may be blood borne pathogens.( good thing I don't know what they are)
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| HUH I wondered????
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| They said wait for the "authorities" you can be sued for touching her. I wondered to my self these men must not have daughters.
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| I would be greatful for a man to help my daughter.
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| Well this young lady now was waking up.
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| She cried get me out of here.
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| The men became forceful and tried to keep her from escaping the vehicle.
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| Then this calm came over me.
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| A calm I recognize.
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| As I made contact with the girl there was a connection.
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| She looked to me for help.
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| I reached in and unbuckled her seat belt and there was such calm in this state of confusion around us.
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| I saw that there was no way the driver side door would ever open, it was crushed.
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| Then as I was helping her to get over to the passenger side, the driver door opened.
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| Yeah man it clicked and opened all by it self.
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| One thing I know about is cars and I knew this door was never gonna open without pry-bars and a saw-zall.
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| But open it did.
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| I got the girl out and was able to get her calm.
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| She called her dad on her phone.
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| I talked to him and he said he was on his way.
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| The thing that really amazed me was the connection that happened with this girl.
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| I was inspired by her waking up.
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| She was feisty and did not want to lay there waiting for help.
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| She wanted out and there was no stopping her.
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| I saw this girl all alone crying, desperate to understand what just happened.
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| This stranger hugged me and held on like I never felt.
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| The other guys were looking at me ,with great confusion saying I should not be touching her.
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| Wow man How sad that we should not touch each other.
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| How we have become merchandise in Pharoahs house unable to touch each other without His permission.
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| We were able to spend a few moments together, I wiped the blood from her even got some on me.
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| I actually gave comfort to this girl she even managed a smile.
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| Now I hear the sirens.
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| fire trucks, cop cars, noise and confusion.
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| Then comes the official.
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| This lady cop with a commanding presence comes near putting on her latex gloves like a Television surgeon.
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| The 2 other men were quick to say they did nothing and that I did all the touching and getting her out of the car.
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| The lady cop looks at me with disdain and tells me to not do these kind of things.
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| She was emphatic about her training and competence as she pulled the girl from my arm.
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| The girl and I looked at each other and were both sad as we know our time is done now.
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| The cop is yelling now in her face asking stupid questions attempting to establish control.
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| I watched as the calm situation spiraled out of control.
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| The cop lady did a great job a scaring the young girl and causing great commotion.
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| As I was walking away one of the cops begins to question me.
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| Why did I do this?
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| Why did I say to the girl take car honey and God bless you he is not done with you, He is not the one trying to kill you.
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| He thought me calling the girl Honey was odd. I told the cop honey is a term of endearment and since I d did not know her name I treated her like my own daughter.
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| Then, told him that The spirit of the living God came upon me to help this girl and this same God opened the car door for us.
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| I could tell the cop did not believe such nonsense and he flipped open his little note pad to gather information.
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| I gave him none, Told him my work is done here you guys can take it from here.
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| Strange thing was the cop let me go.
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| They do not usually let go that easy.
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| Last time I questioned a cop I got the tazer and jail .
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| What I am thankful for was I did not get in trouble.
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| I got to serve another man I do not know by helping his daughter.
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| What I hope for is those that were present saw some thing more than a strange man do strange things.
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| And as they wonder, one day they will realize they saw God in a Man, doing work.
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| I also see how much work there is to do.
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| How far we have come to the point where men are not allowed to do but all work is left to experts and authorities.
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| Do not think for yourself, do not touch anything unless you have a license.
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| As I come upon folks who may be coming out of the black out I must not lay things on them but help them to become fully awake.
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| Don't burden them down with a load of things they don't need to be told how bad they are or how stupid they are for getting into a wreck.
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| But offer a hand pull them from there wreck, get them back to a healthy state and then set them free to return to there own estate.
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| I offer this story not cuz I think anything of myself, but as encouragement, that if we step out, We can do things that can not be done.
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| Be strong ,take courage, Our God is not done with us.
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| I saw my own life in this young girl.
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| blacked out and bloody in a ditch.
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| He reached in and rescued me from my own wreck.
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