August 15 has become an unforgettable day in my life. On August 15, 2015, a phone call from my uncle hit me like a bolt from the blue. He said my father's life was hanging by a thread due to a car accident and urged me to rush to a hospital in Beijing to see him, possibly for the last time.
My parents are Christians and hardworking farmers, and I am the eldest daughter in the family. When I was eighteen, they dedicated me to the Lord and supported me in studying theology.
In the summer of 2015, after finishing my graduate courses, I planned to stay at the university and read more during the vacation instead of returning home. However, my uncle's call disrupted everything. I boarded the high-speed train to Beijing, overwhelmed with sorrow.
All the way, I kept praying, crying out in my heart, "Lord, please save my father!"
The accident occurred on a highway in Xiong County, Hebei Province. On August 14 that year, my father was asked by a fellow villager to help load vegetables. Early the next morning, he rode in the villager's truck to Beijing to work. He sat in the passenger seat while the fatigued driver crashed into a slowly moving, unlicensed vehicle on the highway.
In that instant, the driver died on the spot, and my father suffered severe head and leg injuries.
During the more than eight-hour surgery, I pleaded with God to heal my father. God's words came to me: "Whether he lives or dies, he belongs to me!"
During this time, the doctors repeatedly asked us to sign in critical condition notices. Just when we thought my father might leave us, the surgery was successfully completed, but my father remained in a coma and was placed in the ICU.
Four days later, the nurse wheeled out him, whose head was badly swollen and disfigured. Although his consciousness was blurry, we told him, "The Lord is with you, and we are with you as you walk through the valley of the shadow of death. Stay strong, as many believers are praying for you." During the brief five-minute visit, he could recognize my mother and family members by our voices.
Thousands of people formed a prayer circle to intercede for my father. People would tell us that they were woken up in the middle of the night just to pray for him.
The doctors said that due to the severe head trauma, there was a 90% chance my father would be blind in both eyes. They also warned of possible long-term consequences. He might either become a "vegetable," with a blank stare, or become "irritable," with extreme mood swings. My mother and I smiled at each other, understanding that no matter what happens, the Lord is in control.
In October, after returning home, I settled my parents in, and then my brother and I each returned to school. After a year of my mother's care, my father became self-sufficient. One of his eyes regained vision, and although one of his legs is now lame, he can walk normally. They go to the field, market, and church together. We are grateful that my parents are now helping me care for my child, and my father even worked in the school cafeteria for two years. My father did not become a "vegetable" nor an "irritable person."
My father's car accident made me more deeply aware of the fragility of life and the power of faith. During those difficult days, prayer became the greatest support for me and my family. My father's recovery process was filled with challenges, but through countless prayers, we witnessed God's grace and experienced a transformation from despair to hope. This experience taught me that whether in good times or bad, as long as we firmly rely on God, He will grant us peace beyond understanding. The circumstances may be overwhelming, but our God is greater than any situation.
(Originally published by the Gospel Times, the article has been edited under permission. )
- Translated by Abigail Wu
每年的8月15日，成了我人生中难忘的日子。2015年的这天，舅舅的一个电话犹如晴天霹雳一般。他说，我父亲的生命因车祸危在旦夕，让我赶紧去北京医院见我父亲，有可能是最后一面。
我父母都是基督徒，是朴实勤劳的农民，我是家里的长女。在我十八岁那年，他们把我奉献给主，支持我读神学。
本来我计划先不回家，因为2015年夏季研究生课程刚结束，趁着假期多看看书。然而，舅舅的电话打乱了一切。我带着悲痛坐上开往北京的高铁。
一路上我都在祷告，我在内心不断呼喊着：“主啊，求你救救我父亲！”
事发地在河北雄县的高速路上。父亲在14日晚上被老乡喊去帮忙装蔬菜，次日凌晨乘坐老乡拉蔬菜的货车去北京打工。他坐在副驾驶，老乡疲劳驾驶，撞上了在高速路上速度较慢无牌无照的车辆。车祸发生的一瞬间，司机当场死亡，父亲则被撞击到了头部，头部和腿部受伤严重。
在长达八个多小时的手术时间里，我恳求神医治父亲，神的话临到了我：“或活或死都是主的人！”
这期间，医生不断地让我们签字，不断地下病危通知书。就在以为父亲要离开我们的时候，手术竟成功完成。我父亲仍然在昏迷状态，进入了重症监护室。
第五天，护士把他推出来。我看到父亲的头部已面目全非、肿得很大。虽然他意识模糊，我们仍告诉他：“主与你同在，我们陪你一起经历死荫幽谷，弟兄姐妹们都为你祷告，你要加油！”在短暂的五分钟探望时间里，他通过听声音能辨别出我母亲和家人。
有成千上万的人组成一个祷告圈，在为父亲代祷。人们会告诉我们，他们在夜里被叫醒只是为了为父亲代祷。
医生说，我父亲的眼睛由于受到重创，有90%的可能会双目失明。并且会留下后遗症，要么成为“木头人”，目光呆滞；要么成为“暴燥人”，喜怒无常。我和我母亲都会心一笑，明白无论何种境遇，我们都有主。
十月份回到家，我把父母安顿好，我和弟弟就分别回了学校。在父亲休养的这一年中，母亲在照顾父亲的同时，干地里的活，还批发衣服到集市上去卖。一年后，父亲可以自理。一只眼睛可以看见，虽然一只腿跛了，但可以正常走路。他们一起去地里，一起去赶集，一起去聚会。值得感恩的是，父母现在依然帮我看孩子，期间我父亲在学校食堂工作了两年。我的父亲既没有成为“木头人”，也没有成为“暴躁人”。
父亲的车祸，让我更加深刻地体会到生命的脆弱和信仰的力量。在那段艰难的日子里，祷告成了我和家人最大的支撑。父亲的康复过程充满了挑战，但在无数次的祈祷中，我们看到了神的恩典，经历了从绝望到希望的转变。这次经历让我明白，无论顺境，还是逆境，人生路上只要坚定地依靠神，神就会赐人出人意外的平安。环境大，但是我们的神比环境更大。
见证：父亲从车祸中死里逃生
August 15 has become an unforgettable day in my life. On August 15, 2015, a phone call from my uncle hit me like a bolt from the blue. He said my father's life was hanging by a thread due to a car accident and urged me to rush to a hospital in Beijing to see him, possibly for the last time.
My parents are Christians and hardworking farmers, and I am the eldest daughter in the family. When I was eighteen, they dedicated me to the Lord and supported me in studying theology.
In the summer of 2015, after finishing my graduate courses, I planned to stay at the university and read more during the vacation instead of returning home. However, my uncle's call disrupted everything. I boarded the high-speed train to Beijing, overwhelmed with sorrow.
All the way, I kept praying, crying out in my heart, "Lord, please save my father!"
The accident occurred on a highway in Xiong County, Hebei Province. On August 14 that year, my father was asked by a fellow villager to help load vegetables. Early the next morning, he rode in the villager's truck to Beijing to work. He sat in the passenger seat while the fatigued driver crashed into a slowly moving, unlicensed vehicle on the highway.
In that instant, the driver died on the spot, and my father suffered severe head and leg injuries.
During the more than eight-hour surgery, I pleaded with God to heal my father. God's words came to me: "Whether he lives or dies, he belongs to me!"
During this time, the doctors repeatedly asked us to sign in critical condition notices. Just when we thought my father might leave us, the surgery was successfully completed, but my father remained in a coma and was placed in the ICU.
Four days later, the nurse wheeled out him, whose head was badly swollen and disfigured. Although his consciousness was blurry, we told him, "The Lord is with you, and we are with you as you walk through the valley of the shadow of death. Stay strong, as many believers are praying for you." During the brief five-minute visit, he could recognize my mother and family members by our voices.
Thousands of people formed a prayer circle to intercede for my father. People would tell us that they were woken up in the middle of the night just to pray for him.
The doctors said that due to the severe head trauma, there was a 90% chance my father would be blind in both eyes. They also warned of possible long-term consequences. He might either become a "vegetable," with a blank stare, or become "irritable," with extreme mood swings. My mother and I smiled at each other, understanding that no matter what happens, the Lord is in control.
In October, after returning home, I settled my parents in, and then my brother and I each returned to school. After a year of my mother's care, my father became self-sufficient. One of his eyes regained vision, and although one of his legs is now lame, he can walk normally. They go to the field, market, and church together. We are grateful that my parents are now helping me care for my child, and my father even worked in the school cafeteria for two years. My father did not become a "vegetable" nor an "irritable person."
My father's car accident made me more deeply aware of the fragility of life and the power of faith. During those difficult days, prayer became the greatest support for me and my family. My father's recovery process was filled with challenges, but through countless prayers, we witnessed God's grace and experienced a transformation from despair to hope. This experience taught me that whether in good times or bad, as long as we firmly rely on God, He will grant us peace beyond understanding. The circumstances may be overwhelming, but our God is greater than any situation.
(Originally published by the Gospel Times, the article has been edited under permission. )
- Translated by Abigail Wu
Testimony: My Father Survived a Car Accident
