GOD'S WONDROUS GRACE!
	Ileft my house in Alberton that specific morning in 2003 at 07:15 on my way to our Club House in Vanderbijlpark. At the Club House I met the other bikers from our Club. We had coffee as it was quite chilly. At about 08:15 we left the Club House on our breakfast run to Vaaldam. Juan-dre, the son of Pieter, our President, asked me whether he could travel with me on my Hayabusa, as he had never had the opportunity to ride on a Hayabusa before. I said that he should ask his dad if he could ride with me. Pieter agreed. Six of us travelled together to Vaaldam. We had a real good breakfast at the restaurant. We were having a 'jol' as bikers do when they are together. On our way back from the restaurant we stopped at the Crock Farm outside Deneysville. We checked out the crocks as it was feeding time and the owner told us how many chickens he fed the crocks daily. We joked at what kind of watch dogs these crocks would be in one's property. At 11:20 I phoned Adelle, my daughter, from my cell phone and told her that we were about to leave for home. We then got on our bikes and proceeded with the gravel road to the tar road. Traffic was approaching from the Vereeniging side. Three of us turned onto the tar road towards Vereeniging whilst the other three riders waited until the traffic passed. I remember looking in my mirrors and saw that they were following us. My memories stop there... Some 20 days later I woke up in the Union Hospital only to notice that my left arm was gone (cut off), my left leg couldn't move and I could not see through my left eye. I noticed that my stomach had stitches from top to bottom. Then the nightmares started! What I experienced while I was in a coma...! I remembered being in a very dark place. All around me was thick darkness. It looked like a police station, a memory from my past when I had been in the SAPS. We, the SAPS members, were under attack by big men clothed in black leather clothes. There were horns coming out of their shoulders and heads. They were very big men, six feet plus. I could feel that they were shaking the police station as if it were a toy. Every policeman around me was killed within a few minutes. Just a Warrant Officer and I were alive. His surname was also Landman. We discussed strategy together and decided that we would rush forward to get out-side. He would shoot to the one side and I would cover the other side. We killed all of the men and dragged them into the cells outside the police station. It took the two of us to carry and drag one body because they were so tall. Then I experienced that I was lying in a bed, lit up in pure white - to such an extent that the light hurt my eyes. On a bed next to me an old man appeared, a veil covering His eyes and face. The prophet Isaiah wrote in Isaiah 6 that he had a meeting with God. I believe this was my meeting with the King of kings! Outside in the darkness I could see rough buildings and there were 'people' with horns sticking out of their heads and shoulders. They were climbing up the buildings. A person clothed in white stood next to my bed. He reassured me not to worry - everything would be fine. I still felt the people outside shaking the building, but I realized that I was lying in a Person's hand, while the devil and other demons with horns coming out of their fore-heads and shoulders, were shaking the hand to try and get me out. But they had to leave as all their efforts were fruitless and in vain. Then again, my mother, my sister Anna-Marie, and my brother-in-law Dawie, escorted me to Egypt as I was the son of a King and I had to go and fetch my inheritance in Egypt from the King. I could clearly see the dirty roads, the white buildings and an old man next to me with a veil covering His face. I could feel His peace and holiness. Then again I was back in the SAPS in northern Africa. My wife and my oldest twins were there too. I saw that my wife was very affectionate towards the heli-copter pilot. Every time he took off with the helicopter, my wife and twins would join him and on their return I noticed that she was clinging to the pilot. They had sex in the room next to me, and even in the shower so that I could hear and see them. They convinced the twins that I was a no good and they should rather join them in their excursions. She always wore leather clothes. Then again, I was in Switzerland with the MEIBC and SEIFSA. It was a congress and I was invited as the guest speaker. One of my best friends who were employed by the MEIBC travelled with me all over Switzerland. We stayed in the best hotels and did lots of sightseeing together. A most wonderful experience! The mountain tops were covered with pure white snow and the sun-shine was so bright that it hurt our eyes. When I came to from my coma after 20 days, I saw some of my friends and family around my bedside. My fellow-bikers informed me that on the day that I was passing a car the female driver turned right. My left arm was ripped off by the door of the car, I lost sight in my left eye and my left leg was badly broken. Juandre and I died twice on the scene of the accident, but the paramedics resuscitated us. That surely was God's work! My lungs collapsed in ICU and I had to be resuscitated again. An eyewitness testified that he saw me passing the car and as I was next to the car, its car's brake lights came on and it turned towards me. The driver was on her cellphone and her boyfriend said that if she saw a certain information board she had to turn right. When the accident occurred he saw a bright flash and then dust and people flew through the air. I spent a further two months recovering in hospital and was then sent home. Plus minus a year after the accident my wife left me for a lover to carry on with her life. I had already then by the grace of God accepted Jesus as my Saviour. I gave my heart and soul to God Almighty who saved my life on that terrible day, the 1st of May 2003. No one believed that Juandre or I would survive that terrible ordeal, but God was present and He decided that He had a much better future for us... He formed us at birth in our mother's wombs and planned our destinies, which is greater than what we can ever think... I know now that I was in God's hands and the devil was trying to steal my life. The devil always comes to steal and destroy our lives, but Jesus defeats the devil time and again. Psalm 23 says the Lord is my Shepherd and that He makes me lie down in green pastures, He leads me beside still waters, and He restores my soul and guides me in the paths of righteousness. Praise the Lord, our Father in heaven, Who gave His only Son, our Saviour, to die on the cross for our sins so that we can be saved! When I look back at the footprints in the sand, all I see is one set of footprints, because the Lord carried me through this tough time. I sacrificed my four children and my ex-wife to God as Abraham was required to sacrifice his son to God. You have to become nothing before God and He will pick you up and lead you to green pastures as Ps. 23 says. Praise God Almighty for what He can do in our lives if we confess our sins and live according to His will and not our own! I have successfully completed my pastoral studies and five years later I bought a motorcycle again - a 1500 cc. I had it modified to ride with one arm to show the grace of God to other bikers who doesn't know Him yet, so that they can see what the Lord can do for you once you seek comfort in His ways! - MARIUS LANDMAN, IR Specialist, ORANJEVILLE (C) 082 920 1803; (F) 086 663 3248.