Fear, trauma and shock. The tragedy that almost took my life

*I Chose not to be silent when God has chosen not to ever fail me*

I thought it was the end but God showed me, it was only the beginning. What the enemy planned for my down fall , turned out to be just another opportunity for God to prove His presence in my life.

After putting up a post in the early hours of the first of November about God's Word to his people this November, I  left home to go do my hair at the road. 30minutes   into the start of the plating, I saw a bike pass at such speed that called mine and the hair dresser's attention. I was just making an observation about the reckless driving of bike riders in Douala when a few seconds after what followed can't be properly explained by me.

The hair dresser at that same moment was beckoning her 6 year old son to move away from the door since he wanted to go buy some biscuits at the adjecent store. The moment he moved from the door, I heard a loud sound and on looking at the door there was a camion carrying fuel crashing into the Saloon where I was doing my hair at Monte Benedict in Douala .

 It all happened so fast. One moment I was handing mesh for my hair and the next second a large truck was crashing into the Saloon.
That should be the most terrifying site I have seen in a very long while. I first spotted a big what object then my adrenaline started spiking. Before I could really realise,  the wall cracked into the store. There was a big truck carrying fuel in front of me with no other outlet to that building.

Oh Lord! "Is this the end for me" I thought. The hair dresser, her little boy and me were all stocked at the end of the store. Yes the car had come to a hault however; what terrified me most was when we started chocking due to smoke emanating from the bottom of the truck where there were sparks and petrol leeks. 

I screamed then I realised myself trying to brake that the meter bars at the little window there. I heard voices outside but no one could come in. The smoke increased then , I became stiff. I was in shock... the only words that came out of my mouth were "JESUS No, JESUS No" I said so over and over. I was about to not only die but be burnt to death too.

Out of the blue came a young boy i use to see around the quater. With his slender body, he could meander through the little opening he found. He risked his life to save ours. He came in with a rope and pipe of water. He put out the spark and then beckoned on us to come out but our legs were too stiff to move. I was in deep shock. He yealed and said we should try and be fast. He then asked if we were bleeding. I looked at myself and only nodded no. He then sent me out first and then the hair dresser and kid. The people outside were more shocked than I was when they saw me come out. They all shouted thank God or "its impossible" so they said.

  I still can't explain how it all happens but  God alone pulled me , the hair dresser and her son out of there. Though  some people at the other store near by  were bleeding and  were taken to the hospital in an ambulance, I went in and out of shock four or five times as I was told.  I am recopurating from shock at home.
Please celebrate God for me.

See when God is with you, your light can never be put out.
This is just to say that "God is real and He never fails" if you are still in sought,  look at the images below and tell me who else could save anyone from this if not God.