It was in 1992, I've just lost my business, had to sell my dream home and got a job as a car salesman, selling brand new Citroen cars. I was driving a new Citroen ZX that had just been cleared from the port on the way to the PDI (pre delivery inspection) centre. I was told to fill her up at the nearest petrol station as the car's fuel tank is almost empty (the fuel gauge actually reads less than E with the warning light ON). I got onto a newly opened (then) highway, NKVE, to bypass bad traffic. To my horror I realised later on that this was a NEW highway, opened on trial(they are not even collecting toll yet) so, new highway NO petrol station. There was nowhere to turn back and the next exit was at least another 50 km away. The driver who had handed me this car earlier told me that it could go another 20-30 km before it runs out of fuel.
What now? I was cursing myself for not filling up before I got onto the highway. And why did I take the highway? There's nothing but rubber and oil palm trees on both sides . No houses, no shops, no u turn, NO petrol station. What's worse was, I couldn't even make any call from my mobile phone as mobile telecommunication was still in its infancy and the coverage areas were quite limited. So if you were near a lot of rubber or oil palm trees, you can forget about making or receiving any call.
So what were my options when my car runs dry and could go no more? The highway was quite deserted, won't be easy to get help from another motorist? Would be quite impossible to push the car to the next exit,........ I had recently ( less than a year) accepted Jesus as my saviour and quite new at this praying thing. Heard about asking God, answered prayers, miracles,....It suddenly dawned on me that I should pray(now I know that I was prompted by the Holy Spirit). So I started praying, " Hi Lord!...er, it's me,...pls help me, bla bla bla..need petrol, bla, bla, bla,....Amen!" I was cruising at about 90km/h in the highest gear, as this is the most fuel efficient speed, trying to go as far as I could. While keeping an eye on the road, the other eye was busy ensuring I maintain the speed. A sudden glance at the fuel gauge surprised me, the needle was like 3 mm below E when I last looked. It started moving towards E. I checked the road level and surrounding, I was sure I wasn't going up or down hill, the road was quite flat and I was sure that by now I was running on the fume. "God, You heard me? Is this Your doing?" No answer but the needle kept going up and had gone past E, then the warning light went off, it kept on going. "Ok Lord, I think that will do, enough, I have enough now. Thank you!" By the time the needle stopped rising it had almost reach the quarter tank mark. And I, ...I can't describe how I felt at that time, it was an overwhelmingly ecstatic, grateful, blessed , very loved kind of feeling. I felt really, really "high".
That was my FIRST miracle. Thank you Lord. :)
