Psalm
55:22 --- you really need to read this. "Friends are God's way of taking
care of us." This was written by a Metro Denver Hospice
Physician: I
was driving home from a meeting this evening about 5, stuck in traffic on
Colorado Blvd., and the car started to choke and splutter and die - I barely
managed to coast, cursing, into a gas station, glad only that I would not be
blocking traffic and would have a somewhat warm spot to wait for the tow truck.
It wouldn't even turn over.. Before I could make the call, I saw a woman walking
out of the "quickie mart " building, and it looked like she slipped on some ice
and fell into a Gas pump, so I got out to see if she was okay
When I got
there, it looked more like she had been overcome by sobs than that she had
fallen; she was a young woman who looked really haggard with dark circles under
her eyes. She dropped something as I helped her up, and I picked it up to give
it to her. It was a nickel.
At that moment, everything came into focus
for me: the crying woman, the ancient Suburban crammed full of stuff with 3 kids
in the back (1 in a car seat), and the gas pump reading $4.95.
I asked
her if she was okay and if she needed help, and she just kept saying " don't
want my kids to see me crying," so we stood on the other side of the pump from
her car. She said she was driving to California and
that things were very hard for her right now. So I asked, "And you were
praying?" That made her back a away ay from me a little, but I assured her I was
not a crazy person and said, "He heard you, and He sent me."
I took out
my card and swiped it through the card reader on the pump so sh e could fill up
her car completely, and while it was fuelling, walked to the next door McDonald's and bought 2 big bags of food,
some gift certificates for more, and a big cup of coffee. She gave the food to
the kids in the car, who attacked it like wolves, and we stood by the pump eating fries
and talking a little.
She told me her name, and that she lived in Kansas City Her boyfriend left 2 months
ago and she had not been able to make ends meet. She knew she wouldn't have
money to pay rent Jan 1, and finally in desperation had finally called her
parents, with whom she had not spoken in about 5 years. They lived in California and said she could come live
with them and try to get on her feet there.
So she packed up everything
she owned in the car. She told the kids they were going to California for Christmas, but not that they were going to
live there.
I gave her my gloves, a little hug and said a quick prayer
with her for safety on the road. As I was wal king over to my car, she said,
"So, are you like an angel or something?"
This definitely made me cry. I
said, "Sweetie, at this time of year angels are really busy, so sometimes God
uses regular people."
It was so incredible to be a part of someone
else's miracle. And of course, you guessed it, when I got in my car it started
right away and got me home with no problem. I'll put it in the shop tomorrow to
check, but I suspect the mechanic won't find anything wrong.
Sometimes
the angels fly close enough to you that you can hear the fl utter of their
wings...
Psalms 55:22 "Cast thy burden upon the Lord, and He shall
sustain thee. He shall never suffer the righteous to be moved."
My
instructions were to pick four people that I wanted God to bless, especially for
the months in 2008
, and I picked you.
Please pass this to four people you want to be
blessed and a copy back to me.
