Our Chrysler van was headed east on I- 24 a little past four in the afternoon. We had driven a rental car for two weeks while our van was being repaired. It was a good feeling to have the van back. It was a two hour trip back home. As we left the shop the attendant reminded us that he would be open until five PM and assured us that if our van didn’t make it home we could call him. He would gladly bring us the rental car and take the van back to the shop for another look at it.

 We enjoyed the first fifteen to twenty minutes on the road then suddenly the motor shut down and there was no restarting it. We could see the truck stop ahead. If only we had made it to the truck stop before the motor quit. Unfortunately, we would never make it there by foot in time to make the call (we had no cell phone) before the shop closed. We didn’t want to spend the night in a motel. And because it was Saturday we couldn’t reach the repair shop before Monday.

After a short discussion on which of us would go to the truck stop I retrieved the business card from the repair shop out of my purse and left my husband to watch the van. I began walking, then running and praying at the same time. “Lord we need help to get to the phone before the shop closes.”  I added, “If you can’t find a person to help us, please send an Angel.”

 I was running up the exit ramp huffing and puffing when a jeep braked to a stop and a young man at the wheel said, “Do you need a ride?” Without hesitation, I boosted myself into the jeep. A young girl sat in the seat beside the driver. After explaining to the driver that I don’t usually get in a stranger’s car I told him my situation. Next I asked, “Are you an Angel or human.” He assured me that he was no Angel. He was actually spending time with his daughter. He was in the military and wanted to give special attention to her before he returned to base. He added that, “something told me to take her to this particular truck stop two or three times before I finally turned my vehicle around and headed toward it.”  Imagine that!

 Soon we were on our way home again this time in the rental car.

I often refer to this account of answered prayer when I get in a tight spot. I am His beloved. He hears and answers prayers.

Ps 46:1

God is our refuge and strength,

a very present help in trouble. KJV

Euna Freeman

www.bfreepublishers.com

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