~~Can God interrupt your life -~~ Psalm 55:22 - You really need to read this. Friends are Gods way of taking care of us. This was written by a Hospice Physician: I was driving home from a meeting this evening about 5pm, stuck in traffic on on NI North and the car started to choke and splutter and die - I barely managed to coast into a gas station \ Ultracity before Old Johannesburg Road, glad only that I would not be blocking traffic on the highway and would have a somewhat safe & warm spot to wait for the tow truck. The car wouldnt even turn over on starting it. Before I could make the call, I saw a woman walking out of the building of the garage and it looked like she slipped on some water 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 50c. At that moment, everything came into focus for me: The crying woman, an old bit up volkswagen beetle, crammed full of stuff with 3 kids in the back seat, and the gas pump reading R10.00. I asked her if she was okay and if she needed help, and she just kept saying I dont 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 Limpopo and that things were very hard for her right now. So I asked, And you were praying when I saw you down? 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 petrol card and gave it to the petrol attendant to use for swiping it and paying for petrol and I asked him to fill up her car completely. And while it was fueling, I walked to the next door Steers and bought 2 big bags of food, some gift vouchers for more food 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 chips and talking a little. She told me her name and that she lived in Betrams. Her husband left 2 months ago and she had not been able to make ends meet. She knew she wouldnt have money to pay rent Jan. 1 and finally in desperation, had finally plug up the courage to call her parents, with whom she had not spoken in about 5 years. They lived in Limpopo they 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 Limpopo for Christmas, but not that they were going to live there. I gave her some money, 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 the year, Angels are really busy, so sometimes God uses regular people. It was so incredible to be a part of someone elses miracle. And of course, you guessed it, when I got in my car it started right away and got me home with no problem. Ill take it to the mechanic tomorrow to check, but I suspect the mechanic wont find anything wrong. Sometimes the Angels fly close enough to you, that you can hear the flutter of their wings... Psalms 55:22 Cast thy burdens upon the Lord and He shall sustain thee. He shall never suffer the righteous to be moved.~~
Posted on: Tue, 09 Sep 2014 15:21:52 +0000
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