Testimony of Motorcycle Wreck of October 2017

Shalom Beloveds,
True Testimony of Motorcycle Wreck.
I have shared this before...but not in a long time.
I realized today...it's been only 8 years since
October, 2017.
Many things I have forgotten.
I was reminded that I also experienced a coma.
I also had brain injury trauma. Among other things.
This is a true story. I could not write everything.

It is Reality. It is a part of, when I died from the motorcycle wreck, Yeshua showed me many things and told me many things.  But I want to share a part,
I believe I never shared or have as a whole.  I know Yeshua wants you to know this for a reason or even many reasons. I don’t know those reasons. He has a purpose for everything. To do good and to draw us unto Him. I pray you will “see” with the eyes of your heart as you read. Not just words, but the picturing of it all, alive and moving. As our Yeshua is Alive and moving in our lives...in the physical and the realities of the eternal spiritual. Time only exists on earth. But time is not ticking, in the spiritual. There is a season for things. That we know surely is.
I pray you will be blessed to think of Him Alone. I have done nothing in this story. It’s all Yeshua. To Him be all power, honor and glory.

Written not long after the wreck in the same year of 2017. I still suffer memory loss. And even since the recent illness of Meningitis, January 1st 2025. I also have added brain trauma. Memory blocks in my life and loss. I have no memory of many things. And still suffer it. I have sudden memory loss as well. I forget I even have 2 brothers and I forget others as well.
I'm not dependable with remembering friends and family or even plans. God helps me in my day.
Trauma upon trauma. Both times not expected to live.
I have passed a total of 3 times since the wreck.
Please forgive me, if I haven't responded to any of you, texts, calls or failed through keeping in touch.
It is not intentional. I'm so sorry.
I just don't remember. Unless im triggered in my brain somehow to remember. I'm just very unwell.
Kim

.........The Motorcycle Testimony......of Fall 2017.
I had not been outside at all for weeks because I was not feeling well.
From autoimmune. When in a flare, it causes multiple symptoms.
I had been pressing into Him each day.
I thought of it being October and I so love the trees and leaves at Autumn. I live near Skyline Drive, Shenandoah mountains.
Oh how pretty it is around here.
My husband had a motorcycle. He rode it often. I rode with him sometimes.
It felt so good to go for rides on the motorcycle.
I saw that it would soon be peak time for the leaves to turn their vibrant colors. I decided in my heart, I would tell my husband I wanted to ride with him on the motorcycle to go to Skyline, to see the trees and leaves. We would pack a picnic. He was very happy to hear me say that to him.

The night before. I picked out two sets of clothes and laid them out. didn’t knows why I did that. One set was for warmer weather, with sneakers. One set was more durable for chilly weather, with boots. My husband and I talked of the day we were going to have.
What we did not know was, I had picked a day that was most busiest for Skyline. Many travelers from all over the country and even people who cane here from other countries and they had rented motorcycles to go to Skyline Drive. It was such a beautiful day...it seemed everyone was out and about enjoying the day everywhere. The sun was shining. The skies were clear. The temperature was just right.
I decided to put on my first set of clothes. The light weight clothes and sneakers for the ride.
My husband pulled the motorcycle up to the door, so I could put on my helmet and leather gloves and hop on and go.
As I was about to throw my leg over the rider’s seat. I stopped.
I told him, I felt strongly to go change my clothes to the more durable set of clothes, and boots.
I did. All set now. We rode.

Once we got to the top of the mountains, I felt weak.
We met and talked to many people.
Those from other states and from other countries.
It was a nice day.
We got off the motorcycle at a good place to have a picnic at a place that overlooked an incredible view of the trees and leaves.
There were others there to looking. We laid out our blanket and food.
I was too weak to eat though.
I told him I was sorry. I stood up on the stone barrier, (about 2 feet off the ground) that was between us and the scenery, to get a better look at the beauty all around us.
Being weak...I fell down, on the side that was safe.
My husband and the others around were concerned. I was ok though.
I told my husband, I could not stay. We needed to go home. Because I was too ill.
I asked him to drive extra carefully.

On the way down the mountains...I felt the strong need to stop and see my son, Jonathan. He was at work. He came out a few minutes to see us.
He had a big happy smile. We hugged and talked a bit.
He then said a prayer for us. He hadn’t done that before, not like this.
He had asked Abba specifically to protect us on our way home.
We were grateful. We hugged and said, I love you to each other.
We went in our way toward home.

On the ride home, I was looking at the fields, farms, country roads and country houses.
I was thinking about Pastor Appreciation coming up and the things I was working on for them.
Once we were in the city of Harrisonburg. About 3 miles from Home...we were coming up to a stop light.
I noticed so many cars and motorcycles. Traffic was everywhere.
As we were coming to a stop at the light...
I looked over at the traffic going the opposite way.
There were college age people in a big succession of cars, trucks and motorcycles. They were in the trucks with banners and using mega microphones, honking and revving their engines...making a lot of noise. Their windows were rolled down and they were hollering. They rode close together. It was a funeral procession. Very distracting. I could hear other cars, kind of stopping suddenly around us as they too were distracted. It was all happening suddenly.
I yelled to my husband, “Look!”  (I wanted him to see those people and what they were doing) I had to yell loud. For him to hear me.
He looked. I distracted him from stopping at the light.
Before we knew what happened we hit the car in front of us.
I went flying. Hitting the car hard over and over in tumbles. Until I was laid out about 6 feet in front of it on the ground. (I was told this)
I lost memory.

I felt my bones crunch and break. My organs were shook up inside me. I had head injury and my body was a broken mess. I was in trauma.

I don’t remember much about the physical from that point.
I remember I was trying to say my son’s name. Jonathan.
But it barely came out in a whisper. I could not breathe.
I saw some people moving around me.
I saw my husband. He was not hurt. But greatly distressed.
Screaming my name. Crying.
(I did find out later, he did hurt his knees and dislocated his shoulder)

I remember a lady removing my helmet. And it hurt really bad as she did.
I don’t know why she did that.
I remember medical people was there. Asking me where I felt pain and where on my body was I hurt. I tried to point, but could not talk.
I could barely see. My sight was going away.

I kept loosing my breath and dying.
I remember the lady, who took off my helmet, kept slapping me.
I don’t know who she was.
A man asked her to stop and asked her why she took off my helmet.
(Later, I learned my spine was crushed and fractured from the very top one of my head, to my bottom bone. It was broken too.)
I remember a medical person, told her, very harshly...to move away from me.
I took my last breath.
(Later my husband told me, the medical people did CPR rescue on me for a long time)
My ribs were broken. All my ribs. Even my breast bone.

I remember then...instantly being In The Light Of Yeshua. I was with Him.

Oh my!  What I saw and felt...I pray to express to you. Because it’s hard.
What He showed me and told me was many things. But I’m only going to share a certain theme. A season of one.

I want to tell you after all this happened to me, and I was finally out of the hospital at UVA. I was able to ponder this.  The reality of Him being in my plans, knowing and loving my love for His trees and leaves in the Fall season. He added to it when I was with Him in His Light. And then He blessed me with a symbol from my godly sister, Frances L. Jordan.
I will tell you now.

As I was with Him in His Marvelous Light.
I felt so free of the world. The weight of it. No more pain. I felt whole.
I remember when He took back my last breath. I remember when the breath left me. It did not feel like I had died. It felt like I lived.

I was instantly with Him.

He caused me to look down onto the accident sight.
I saw the people all around there, first. Very busy with me.
But I did not know yet it was me. I did not understand what was happening at all.

Because of that...He caused me to look upon my body.
I said, “Is that me?”
I knew the answer immediately and the depths of the answer.
It was not me...but my body. The body I dwelled in. It resembled me.
But was not me.
I looked at my body. It was not me. I was me, with Him. Not there.
I looked at my body. I felt so sorry for it.
I was moved with compassion for it. Lifeless. Frail. Broken.

I then looked at the busy people. I saw them. Not like people. But different than that. I saw them as they were in the spirit. Their true selves. Inside their bodies. I saw some who were Light. Very bright. Some half Light. With some darkness. I saw some very dark. No Light.
Some with just a touch of Light. But they were all doing as they were supposed to be doing at this time.
I knew the condition of their true selves inside their bodies.

Yeshua then said to me, “Look My Child.”
I knew just where to look next. I looked past them, over the road from the busyness. To the other side of it. Was trees. In autumn. The leaves were incredible. I have never seen them in that kind of glory. Yeshua’s Light was everywhere. It touched everything. And even the people on ground busy by my body and those trying to resuscitate my body.
His Light touched them, the cars, the road. Everything. Everything.
Even though some people were not all Light inside their bodies and those completely dark. His Light still was On them.

As I looked at the trees and the leaves. And marveled.
He then caused me to see deeper. Like I tunneled in a zoom like flash, into the forest. My spiritual vision saw depths that my body’s eyes would never be able to do.
My eyes set on one beautiful leaf.
I could see every detail. And understood it’s creation by Him.
I could see the veins, how it lived, breathed, moved, grew, changed...in its processes through seasons. To the stem, to the branch, to the tree, to the trunk, to the roots of the tree, to the dirt, to his water and sun affects the life, the seed, how the seed grew, and all the way to the beginning of creation. The very beginning of the earth’s creation. To the point of that tree and leaf I was looking at.

After my instant comprehensions of many things...My attention was drawn back to Him. He told me more things and showed me more things.
I don’t know how to describe in words what “things” are.
Except to say, “Things.”
(My life has not been the same for me anymore. I had been awaken inside my Spirit in the fullness of the spirit. To see, hear and know, even to this day)

I will tell you this, He told me it was my appointed time to come Home.
He told me more of what was very important in regards to somethings, situations, on earth and with my family. He told me, I can have a choice. Only this once.
To go back and do those certain things or to stay with Him.
He told me, if I chose to stay with Him, He would get others to do those things He told me about concerning earthly importance and my family.
If I chose to go back, I would not be there long. My time would be short.
It will end when I finish. He told me.
Then I felt compelled to see my husband.
I then set eyes on my husband. I saw him leaning over my body, while he knelt on the road. Beside my body. He was screaming and crying.
Saying my name over and over and over.
I felt so much compassion for him. I saw his heart.
I saw His real self, inside His body. I saw many things concerning him.
I understood the Holy Reverence and importance of it all.
I then told Yeshua, “I want to go back and do those things and not have someone else do them.”

Yeshua, seemed pleased by my choice.
I knew life was going to get very hard on earth for me though.
I knew a lot about a lot.

He told me several more things.
Then...He said to me,
“I will take care of everything.”
I understood what He meant when He said...He would take care of everything.
(But once I was back in my body...I would have a hard time remembering that surety).

He then told me, “Tell the others, “Do Not Judge. Forgive Quickly and to Love Each Other.”

I told Him, I would.

All the sudden, I was taking a huge breath into my body and I felt all the pain in my body. I screamed.

I realized I could not see as well. My vision was just a blur.

I saw the “image” of the shape of my husband. I then reached up to touch his cheek. I whispered. “It’s ok.”

I passed out.

I then remembered being stirred awake, in pain of my body moving violently with the pull of the earth under me.
I was in a helicopter. (Being transported to UVA trauma center)

The woman who was in there with me, kept asking me, if I wanted a shot for the pain. It was like she was persistent...I kept whispering No, as loud as I possibly could. The whole time in the helicopter.
(Not knowing why I was saying No, because I was suffering very badly)
I later told the doctor about that. I learned, from this godly doctor who took care of me...that if I had taken that shot, I would have went into respiratory failure and died.
I told Him, Yeshua must have spoken for me. He agreed Yeshua did preserve me.

Many things happened in that hospital. Incredible supernatural things.
Maybe I will tell it another time. I tell things in pieces because. Yeshua did so many amazing things and so much happened.

Several weeks or more after I was home...my sweet sister, Frances came to visit. I was having a very hard time at home.
Pain and screaming and crying a lot. Sleeping when I could.
Fighting to keep living.
At this time I wasn’t seeing visitors. I was doing very badly.
Finally in December, I was able to handle a visitor. My friend Frances came.
What a blessing she was.
She came with the fragrance of Yeshua.
She had a couple sweet gifts for me. A prayer shawl, some homemade essential oil chapsticks and a very rare thing as well. A necklace.
She told me the story of how she came to get me this necklace.
ABBA directed her to go to an, out of the way little shop. How to get there and told her which way to go inside the shop, to a certain table. There set this necklace. He said to her, to buy it for me and take it to me. He told her it was rare and there wasn’t anymore like it.
The pendant was in the shape of a leaf with a stem.
It’s stone was set inside the silver leaf shape.
It was indeed very amazing. A stone I have never seen before.
After she left to go home, I could see inside it in even more depths, of 3 incredible circles of colors. Especially when I took a picture and zoomed into it.
My husband looked at it and was moved to tears.

Frances blessed me very much with her time, prayer, gifts, encouragements and gentle love.

I never took that necklace off.

Yeshua is in the details of our lives.
When He tells His Beloveds...”I will never leave you or forsake you. Even until the end of time,” He means it and He is True to us.

He and I have been on a very special journey since that wreck.
I still fight to live. He helps me. He encourages me. Sometimes things get to me so much, I feel like giving up.
My body fights me everyday and night.
He continues to show me things daily and talks to me. Sending me Angels to aid me.
I am awake and aware. Fully in the Spirit. In my Spirit person.
Who that I really am.
I long for Home.
I understand death is different then to die.
Death is final. It is for those who reject Him.
Many are even walking dead. Truly.
But for Beloveds. To die is gain. To Everlasting Life. We walk in Life now. In bodies that are Pershing.
We walk in a body...we will rejoin, to immortal Life of Joys, Peace and unimaginable glories. Transformed from corruptible to incorruptible.
Wether raised from the grave...or caught up alive in the heavens when He returns.
But not so for the death walkers. They will have the death bodies forever in torment and no Light will touch them again.

Remember what Yeshua told me to tell you all.
"Love Each Other." “Do Not Judge." "Forgive Quickly."
"He will take care of Everything."
Love always, Kim Wenrich