My name is Leslie Miller. My husband John and I founded Crossfire Ministries nearly 25 years
ago in 1992. It was truly a calling from God and every day of our lives from that point on has been devoted to serving our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.
I am now 70 years old, and my life has been predictable. Busy, but predictable. Get up. Get ready. Work out at Curves. Drive to the mission. I do administrative things for the most part. Design the news-letter. Pay bills. Do flyers. Plan meetings. Pick up supplies. Order things. Help with the benefit sales. Organize the volunteers. Talk to people. In general, I fill needs, perform necessary tasks, and generally run the office.
But in one second, my predictable life changed.
It all began the day one of our volunteers, Pam, needed a ride to a doctor’s appointment in Pueblo. She had rotator cuff surgery and couldn’t drive herself to her doctor’s appointment. I volunteered to take her. We were almost into Pueblo when I experienced a few seconds of dizziness on I-25, but it quickly passed and so I thought nothing more of it. The appointment did not take long and we soon ended up at Jack in the Box for lunch. Pam and I were having a great time chatting and I ordered my usual, a teriyaki bowl. The last thing that I remember is standing up, looking into my bowl, and seeing two little pieces of broccoli. I collapsed with a major grand mal seizure. I woke up in the emergency room of the hospital, having no memory of anything after the broccoli. I stayed in the hospital four days in Pueblo, two of which were in intensive care going through testing, ruling out aneurisms and strokes.
I was terrified being torn from my predictable life and thrown into a possible life-threatening situation. It was frightening not knowing the cause or what the future might hold.
Here’s the important part. I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that God had his hand on us. This could have occurred going down the highway at 75 miles an hour. Instead it occurred in the 30 minute window of time that we were at the restaurant.
When I returned home, people asked me constantly, “How do you feel?” The truth is, I never felt bad except for a few bruises that occurred during the fall.
However, as a result of this event, my life changed drastically. I lost my independence. I also have to take anti-seizure medicine for a minimum of two years, perhaps for the rest of my life if I have another seizure. While my health care providers say that I must be three months seizure free to drive, I have chosen to wait six months. Even then, I still have to be on my anti-seizure medicine. And the risk of having a second seizure is 40% in the first two years. Having a seizure while driving is a risk I do not choose to take. While my husband believes that God has totally healed me, I won’t drive again until I am confident that I am completely seizure free.
The loss of my independence has been challenging but it has also totally changed my perspective on life. I look at things differently. I choose different priorities. Each moment is very precious. I am even grateful for each and every breath that I take. I do not take things or people for granted. It’s true I have to carefully plan my activities, because I can’t just get into my car and take care of business. I must humble myself to ask for help getting places. I am looking into maneuvering the bus system and I also find I am on foot more.
You might think that these things are all negative. But I have discovered just the opposite. Truly, I believe with everything that is within me, that God does not cause bad things to happen to people, but He truly does use things in our lives for our good and for His glory and honor.
Romans 8: 28: And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose. KJV
It is my heart’s desire to share this incredible journey with you. I am calling it, “Prayers and Lessons along the Boulevard” and I can’t wait to share with you what I am learning. I do not regret anything and I praise God for everything.
Dear Father, help me see the things you want me to see and Lord help me to say the things that you want me to say. In Jesus Name I pray. Amen.