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This was the first image that popped into my mind....
Good story! I stopped to help an angel in the middle of the night or was I an angel to help him? I have always wondered about that.
When you live in small town you have umpteen chances to help people. We’ve pulled them out of ditches, we’ve pulled them out of burning vehicles, we’ve given them gas, changed their tires, cooled their radiators and given them jump starts, it is always rewarding.
Anyway, we westerners were way out of our territory in Tennesee getting gas and this black man came running toward us with a tire iron! My husband just stepped behind the gas pump and I just stood on the other side of the car watching to see what would happen next. Well, he also needed a different size tire iron.
We accomodated him and helped him change his tire and laughed our butts off for miles after that. I’m sure we were using up all that adrenaline that surged when we thought the worse.
8-)
God's Angels were busy elsewhere so God sent this man to help!
Regards,
GtG