In 1970 my wife and I were married and started out toward Disneyworld for our honeymoon. We were driving down I-75 through Georgia. It was a beautiful sunny day. As we passed through Tifton, Georgia, the interstate went under an underpass. Suddenly it sounded- and felt-like we had run into a brick wall. The whole car shook. I pulled over immediatelly expecting to find the motor on the ground. But when I raised the hood, everything seemed okay. I said we would go ahead slowly and see if we heard anything else. We forgot about it after awhile and had no more trouble after that. Three weeks after we got back, we were visiting a friend. She and my wife started talking about a book they had read entitled, 'At Least We Were Married'- a true story about a young couple who had married in Atlanta and as they were going through Tifton on I-75, a drunk driver crossed the median and ran into them head on. The girl was killed instantly. Then the friend said, 'Didn't you hear the sound of that wreck?' She said she heard it quite often. We had forgotten about the incident until she mentioned it. How it changed my life:I am fairly convinced- an even more now- that the spirit world is with us. However I do not see spirits as something to be afraid of because God is over them too. And the scripture says,'greater is He that is in you than he that is in the world'. Of the spirits -or ghosts -I've heard about,they meant no harm but acted as protective loved-ones.
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