“My journey” for the next two weeks is written by Bill Oxley, a guest columnist. He gave his testimony recently with a group of pilgrims at a Walk to Emmaus weekend and has agreed to share his presentation on “Changing Our World.”
Bill writes: It was a late Sunday night in early 1977, and I was living in Oxnard, Calif., after my discharge from the U.S. Army the previous August. I had just driven the 50 miles up the Pacific Coast Highway that snakes along the California coast from Westwood, on the west side of Los Angeles, where I had been visiting my girlfriend Flo, now my wife for more than 43-and-a-half years, where she was attending UCLA.
There was a 7-11 store on the outskirts of Oxnard that I drove past when coming back into town, and I decided I would stop to get something to eat. I moved into the left turn lane and pulled off the highway, stopping in front of the store. I glanced at the clock on the dashboard and saw it was exactly midnight. I can still, to this day, vividly see the image of the bright, red, green and white 7-11 sign. At that very moment, a voice in my head said, “Just go on home and get something to eat there.” Which I did. The next morning, I heard on the radio that a few minutes past midnight, a man with a gun walked into that same 7-11 store to rob it and shot the clerk in the back when he tried to escape. I believe that God has the power and authority to change circumstances and events in our lives. What He did for me that Sunday night is one of the reasons I am standing here today.
