03/19/2025
God has a sense of humor………………………………………………………………………………..…..
(true story) Recently, I was at a low point and ready to give up. I was stranded in a car in the middle of nowhere late at night, hundreds of miles from friends or family that could help. I waited all night for a police officer to stop and ask me if I needed help, but they never did. But, you know who did stop…………………………twice………… drunk people stopped!
The first drunk lady asked me if I needed a ride, I said no, I would wait for the police. She said she would wait, but her condition would not be appreciated by law enforcement, so she moved on. An hour or so later, another drunk man stopped and offered me a ride. I knew better, but was in a bad place and did not care much about his condition or mine.
He first took me to a small trailer with a couple sitting outside at a fire pit. We stayed a while and as they smoked joints and offered me beer and a smoke, I said no. We finally left and he took me to a motel, but they did not have any rooms because it was a holiday. Not that it mattered, I had a few dollars in my pocket and no cell phone. As we drove back to my car on the side of a lonely highway, he asked me if he could ask a question. I said “sure”. He knew I was in a bad place and offered to say a prayer for me, which he did. He dropped me back off at the car, bid me farewell, but first opened his trunk to give me a blanket.
As he drove off, I laughed at God for the drunk good Samaritans. I waited all night for the police to stop and help, but they never did. I needed a tow truck and was stuck because it turned out my car was totaled. A man did stop when the sun came up and let me use his phone to get a tow truck. The tow truck driver took my car to a shop, but I was still hours and miles from anyone who could help. As he dropped off my car, he handed me forty dollars and said I looked like I needed it more than him. I thanked him and said, “usually, I would be paying you for the tow not the other way around”.
I was able to get family to drive and pick me up, but they were eight hours away. I spent the day in the hot sun waiting at the main interstate intersection. I saw an elderly lady in a wheelchair soliciting money from cars passing by. She was miserable and sweating like crazy. I saw a man stop and yell at her calling her a w***e and then he spit on her. I took part of the forty dollars from the tow truck driver and bought Gatorade and ice with a cup. I gave the iced Gatorade to the downtrodden elderly lady who had no hope in her eyes. She looked up at me and smiled and I saw the light come into her eyes. She thanked me and drank the cold Gatorade as we talked for several hours.
I spent almost 12 hours there pondering my situation but laughing at God for showing me that even in my despair there were other people worse than me. I finally was picked up at McDonalds where I had sat for in the grass for several hours; it was late. The next day, I learned that the same exact spot where I had been all day was hit by a tornado an hour after I was picked up, and around 8 people died. As I sat holding the blanket that the drunk gentleman had given me the day before and contemplated the last 48 hours of my life, I sat on a porch in a swing and laughed with God; God you have a sense of humor.
I thought how I could have shunned the drunk people for their condition, but instead I thanked God for their intervention; knowing Angels come in all shapes and sizes.