DurbanvilleTGIF Archives - TGIF - Today God Is First

In September of 2018, we got a phone call in the afternoon that my brother wants to visit from Bloemfontein, busy with his studies, and drive all the way to Cape Town. My mother had no money, but God made a way for him to come. His words were, “I felt God telling me to come home. I do not know why, but I know for a fact that I need to come home now”! Meanwhile, I never knew what would happen that night. With my father being drunk, I needed to get out of the house, and therefore followed my mother to their band practise on a Wednesday night.

As I sat in my car that night, in quite an unsafe area, busy with a video call. The thought never crossed my mind that a lot of robberies occur in this area. While I was busy attending the call, out of the side of my eye, I noticed a massive rock, wrapped in a piece of clothing, coming towards my window. In a matter of seconds, a guy with a black hoody came through my window, wanting to take my phone, as he grabbed towards it. I resisted and pushed him out three times in total. As I sat there in the driver’s seat, I remember the amount of fear rushing through my body, as I screamed out for help. Suddenly everything in my mind went slow, but around me as fast as ever. I recount the thought of saying to myself, “Tonight I might die”. On the third time of resisting the guy, he took his right hand behind his back, and reached for a knife. All of this happened, while I screamed, like I have never screamed before! He took the knife, and in a matter of a few seconds, came through my window and stabbed three times. Every stab, hitting my chest, but I felt no pain. Little did I know, God was working a miracle, as the knife was unable to penetrate my body. Just as he finished stabbing, I ceased fighting and allowed him to take my phone, as I sat busy searching my body for wounds. When I found no knife wounds, I noticed that my finger had a wound, bleeding tremendously. I stepped out bare feet, not remembering the glass on the ground, but my feet felt no pain as I walked over the scattered pieces of glass.

God in His incredible power, saved my life, as I walked away with three stitches in my finger, and not even one slash in my feet from the broken glass.