  Write about divine intervention. If I were to write about divine intervention, I think that it is only right that I mention the devil. Maybe that would just make this story balanced. Well it starts with two college students who belonged to the your typical Christian student organization.
These two guys went to the Wednesday night bible study group when their school work permitted. They happened to be roommates and in their little apartment created a safe zone for themselves. They were on a college campus, ripe with ideas that were both good and bad, full of people trying to figure out who they were and who they were going to be.
A campus full of people who were there to enjoy themselves and experiment with every kind of thrill they could come in contact with. It was the free from the womb syndrome in so many of the new students. Some had already kept this lifestyle and when it came to bigger things in college they justified everything by saying “I have done the same things back home”. These two students were on a mission to get degrees and save souls. They spent their free time talking to people about their relationship with God hoping to spark the interest of some student who had never heard of such things. They never offered church. They only offered the Bible. Early in the semester they found a classmate who wanted to know about God. They had many times of bible study. The classmate knew nothing and was grateful that these guys were more than willing to share the gospel with him.
he learned things about God that he never knew before. They had a regular meeting day and time. After four or five studies together, the two Christians decided that it was time to study sin. The classmate had never thought about it before. He learned about all kinds of sin that he had never thought that was sin before. There were even things that the classmate enjoyed that he was informed were sin.
Things that he didn’t want to give up all that quickly. Well the impetuous Christians called their friend to the standard of the bible and he had a negative reaction.There was more discussion and reasoning about leaving the life of sin. The classmate was not convinced. He sat on the fence of righteousness and the rest of the world with little inclination to jump into the light. The Christians saw they were losing their friend. The last resort was the dsicussion about judgment. Final judgment was supposed the be the last resort. No one wants to threaten a person with the end, the Christians had to tell their friend that they were reminding him of the impermanence of the life he was living.
They asked him where he wanted to spend eternity. When he said that he would have to deal with that later. The roommates told him of Hell and the certainty that he was going there. The only thing that would save him would be repentance. They were strong and they knew it. How were they to talk about salvation lightly? They left feeling sad for their friend who would not continue on the journey that they were on, but glad that they spread the gospel to another soul.
They were filled with a desire to do more. They were talking about who they would study the bible with next when they started crossing the street. Then the were both hit by a truck. I begane this story by saying that I had to talk about the devil if I was going to talk about God. Well the devil was definitely pissed off at these two college students when he decided that he was going to take them out with a truck. Yet God stepped in and pulled these two apostles out of the way. They had bruises and a few scrapes. However how did they get out of the way were it not for God? How did these two students take these little shots from a truck that was racing down the street.
The truck did not hit its brakes and it kept on going after the students were sprawled on the ground. 
