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Sunday, February 26, 2012



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 '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 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.

There are many times I'll get behind a really slow car and I will at least recognize that this may be my "angel" saving me from some terrible mishap up ahead, but I can't say I've ever been the angel.  Maybe I have but didn't know it :)

Have you recognized a time when you are the "angel"?  I would love to head about it!


  1. This is incredible. Such a moving story. On a much smaller scale it reminds me of a time my sisters and I bought a homeless man some food from Mcdonalds. We were only teenagers, I wish we could have helped more but the experience has stayed with me forever. It made me feel so good to help someone in need.

    This story is amazing. I love hearing about compassion and humanity.

  2. What an amazing story! I love hearing stories like this. It's a "pay it forward" type of deal. Sometimes it's little (or big) things like this that remind you of what you do even the smallest of good deeds in life, no matter what the expense :)

  3. I LOVE this... I love this so much. Happy tears are a-flowing.

    I often think the same thing as you do -- about a slower car in front of me stopping something horrible from happening... who knows!

    Thanks for sharing, Krista!

  4. yes, i really think i have - on many occassions. i love how God's divine providence orders my every day! what a gift we have in His care for us. love this, krista!


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