Did God Call My Cell Phone?

Picture of Solitary Cell PhoneScrambling from the kitchen to the living room, I grabbed up my ringing cell phone. Glancing down quickly at the display without my glasses on, it looked like my wife was calling. Since moving to Malaysia, I didn’t get many calls, and when I did, it was usually my wife.

With a smile, I said, “Hello!” No answer. “Hello, Hello!! Hello???” Still no answer, but in the background I could hear a weird metal hollow sound, like metal scraping against metal or metal on pavement. My first thought was that my wife had been in a car accident and was lying crumpled and bleeding underneath the car wreckage trying to talk to me.

Looking down at the phone display, I held it close to my eyes and saw it wasn’t my wife’s name but five numbers and symbols the same length as my wife’s name. I hung up for a few minutes, but the feeling of her being in an accident was so compelling, I went to prayer! “Father, I don’t know what’s going on, but please protect my wife! If she’s been in a car wreck, get help to her quickly!! In Jesus name! Amen!” Then I dialed her number, and she picked up. She was out of breath and said, “You wouldn’t believe what just happened; you almost lost your wife!”

Here in Penang, driving is always a high-risk proposition. A good percentage of drivers ignore traffic lights, run stop signs, pass on double lines, don’t use their turn signals, don’t stop for pedestrians, speed excessively, and then there are the motorbike riders who are constantly breaking all the rules swerving in and out of traffic at high rates of speed. So when she said she was in a near accident, she had my attention!

Here is the story she recounted to me:  “I was cautiously passing through the middle of an intersection–cautiously because this particular intersection had neither a traffic light nor stop signs–when out of nowhere I was shocked to see a large white sedan at my driver’s side car door! “Where on earth did he come from?” I thought. It all happened in seconds. As I looked down through my side window, I absolutely could not see any distance at all between his front bumper and my door. I was still moving, and he was directly perpendicular to my door, ready to plow right on through it!

Given the rate of speed he was going and with just inches between my body and his bumper, my first thought was, “I’m dead” and if not dead, then maimed for life; at the very minimum, I knew my car would be totaled. There was no human way possible based on the position of the white car at that moment that there was even time for him to clear my back door, let alone the rest of the back of the car. But when there was no human way, there was a God way! God decided to intervene in that intersection on Jalan Brown on that particular day in Penang, Malaysia, by either stopping time or stopping the sedan or stopping something else that needed to be stopped in order to avoid a horrible accident.

What I know is that I found myself on the other side of the intersection . . . Taking a quick inventory–yes, I was still all in one piece! And I knew that I knew that I knew that either God Himself or an angel sent from God had just intervened on my behalf. I was humbled.

The white sedan sped away; not one piece of metal came in contact with another, but somehow the seriousness of what had just happened brought all the cars in the intersection to a screeching halt–a rare thing in Penang! I looked around, and for a few seconds there was absolutely no movement–just silence–a silence that might have been more than just a reaction to a near-miss accident . . . perhaps a silence denoting a Presence that was unmistakably sensed by every eyewitness there that day.”

Her story brought back memories of God suddenly stopping a car for me many years ago. One cold winter in Saskatchewan I was driving a large white van on an icy city road. Snow was everywhere, and I was trying to avoid the shiny ice patches on the pavement by only going about 30 mph. Approaching an intersection, I saw a little girl step out into the street to cross the road. A black car was sitting as he waited on her to pass in front of him, and I was about fifty feet behind the black car.

I stepped on my brakes to slow and nothing happened! I turned my wheel to keep from hitting the black car that the little girl was now directly in front of. I turned to the right, to left, still on my bakes, nothing—I kept sliding forward. I was about to smash into the back end of the black car which would have driven it right into the little girl when I cried out, “Lord Jesus, stop me!!!!”

I stopped. About two feet from the black car’s rear bumper. It was a sudden stop, but I didn’t lunge forward! God had just stopped me. I was so shaken, I got out of the van, slipped on the ice and fell flat. The van was sitting on one large sheet of ice. The black car had moved on, and the little girl stepped up on to the sidewalk while I lay on the ice marveling at what God had just done.

When my wife said that it was God who stopped the big white sedan, I believed her! I got the weird phone call clearly hearing the metal noises, and the thought came to me to pray for protection about my wife being in a traffic accident at the exact moment when she was going through the ordeal.

It makes me wonder—did God call my cell phone?


“The Lord Himself goes before you and will be with you …” Deuteronomy 31:8

Copyright (c) 2011 by William D. (Nick) Nichols

One Comment

  • David Anderson says:

    Nick & Barb, oh how I miss your stories and now I have them again praise the Lord. I want to share a cellular phone story. God seems to have an idea of how to call you and get your attention. There was a movie based on true events in the early 90’s called Moth man prophecies with Richard Gear starring in lead role. Well I was bored surfing the internet and came across the true events in VA in early 80’s a strange flying creature (demon) haunting a town before a major catastrophe happened where many lost their lives on christmas eve when a bridge collapsed. Anyways this entity would call people and relay messages of future events in someone would die and they came to pass. Well on the web site I was on it had a number and stated call at own risk, it was the caller id number of this so called demonic spirit called from. Now in the movie the calls were always muffled by static noise in back ground. Well You guessed it . I called the number . When I called it just rang and rang so I hung up. Days later I get a voice mail and its just static like the movie….I hung up and just dismissed it as coincidence. Then one day about three summers ago I was working as a mortgage broker part time and working as landscaper trying to make ends meet. I left the office about 2 pm and headed east about 4 miles towards my apartment. On the way I called my sister on my cell phone who lived close to me and I asked her if could borrow a shovel for I had a ditch to dig. I arrived at my apartment with my cell phone ( I thought) I get out of my van and run into my apt get changed and run back outside. Well I had to make a quick call and get directions where i was suppose to go. Well my phone was no where to be found and I searched my van for several minutes and it was a hot day and i was soaking wet running back in forth in my apt looking for the cell phone. My neighbor comes out as well as my friend who I was sharing the apt with. They called my phone to see if i could hear it as if it went under the seat or in my apt, and no sound was heard. Dave you must of left it at the office or Dave you must have it the apt. I could not convince my audience that I was on the cell phone in the van pulling into the apt parking lot. As my van sat there with every door opened and all of us standing around it, the van started up on its own with no keys in it for they were in my pocket. My neighbor and friend bolted for what could they say? Nothing could explain that and I knew exactly what was going on. I got in the van and drove it around the block and I said “Jesus you know that I know who took this phone and I ask forgiveness for calling that number who I know was a devil and I ask you send angels to get my phone back “. I continued to say Jesus Im not going to repeat or beg you for I know you hear me. I went home called my cell from my apartment and a man answered it and said, ” oh this must be the owner of the cell phone”. I asked who is this? I own a store and an old woman walked in just now and said see to it the owner of this phone gets it. 7 miles away east from my apartment. I believe the devil took my phone from my person (for thats what he was allowed to do) and was heading to throw it in the sea that was another 10 miles east. Angels got my phone and I have no doubt. Many more stories to come. David Anderson

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