"Friends are God's way of taking
care of us"
(This was written by a Hospice of
Metro Denver
physician)
I just had one of the most
amazing experiences of my
life, and wanted
to
share it with my family and
dearest friends:
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 "I 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
away 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
she
could fill up her car completely,
and while it was
fueling 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
walking 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
flutter
of their wings...
"Cast thy burden
upon the Lord, and He
shall sustain thee." Psalms 55:22
This prayer is powerful and
prayer is one of the best
gifts we
receive.
There is no cost but a lot of
rewards, let's continue
to pray for one
another.
Here is the prayer:
"Father, I ask You to bless my
children,
grandchildren, friends,
relatives
and email buddies reading this
right now. Show them
your love and
power. I
ask You to minister to their
spirit at this very
moment. Where there
is
pain, give them Your peace and
mercy. Where there is
self doubt,
release a
renewed confidence through Your
grace, In Jesus'
precious name. Amen."
Being blessed is GOOD...being
HIGHLY FAVORED is best!
Don't settle!
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