[Harmless Teddy Bear]

I was driving home from work fairly late in the evening when my car just stopped. I coasted to the side of the road wondering what I was going to do. I didn't have a cell phone and it was a long walk to the next exit.

Inside of thirty seconds a van pulled up behind me and a dozen teens spilled out. They asked if I needed help and I said yes. Three of the boys poked around under the hood, declared that it was beyond their skills and offered to call a tow truck.

While we were waiting for the truck to arrive they shared their sandwiches, pop and story with me. They were a local youth group and they had been having a prayer meeting when they were impressed that they were to get out and drive around until they found someone who needed help.

That someone apparently was me.

[Dirt for sale]

I confess that every time I have broken down on the side of the road (half a dozen times by now) it was every time a professed Christian which helped me on my way.
No wonder that they are a persecuted people.

[metmom]

That is awesome.