memory from August 13, 2023
Know what’s worse than highway 2 on a Sunday evening? THIS on highway 2 on a Sunday evening!
On our way home from a great weekend visiting family. – that’s good
Tire on the trailer blew just south of High River. – that’s bad
Dan was able to stop fairly soon – that’s good
Couldn’t get too far off the highway. – that’s bad.
It’s summer. – that’s good
But stinkin’ hot – that’s bad.
But not as hot as it could be – that’s good.
Daylight. That’s very good.
A Good Samaritan driving behind us saw it blow. He pulled over as soon as he could. That’s VERY good.
Dan had a spare tire of course, and a jack. That’s good.
Jack broke. That’s not good.
Our good Samaritan had one too. That’s good.
He’s a good guy. And young and strong. Also good.
And kind. And cheerful. That’s helpful. Because Dan wasn’t cheerful anymore.
Traffic was heavy and steady. Not good. But to be expected.
“. . . for charity never faileth. Wherefore, cleave unto charity, which is the greatest of all, for all things must fail— But charity is the pure love of Christ, and it endureth forever; and whoso is found possessed of it at the last day, it shall be well with him.” Moroni 7:46,47
Thank you Good Samaritan Guy. Thanks for responding to your gut instinct to stop and help. You breathed life into our confidence in humanity today. You make us want to BE that person who helps.
And thank you Heavenly Father for watching out for us and protecting us. And for sending our friend who’s name we never learned. I’m sure he’s happy. Because I know that doing that sorta thing makes one happy. Please bless and protect him.
Warmly,
Cindy
