A few days ago, we just couldn't find our car in the Walmart parking lot. We even split up, and still couldn't find it. A young woman walked up behind me and said, "Ma'am, we have a little baby with us and we don't have enough gas to get home to Elk City. I wonder if you could meet us across the street at the gas station and buy us a little gas."
Tom came over when he saw us talking, and heard what she said. He gave me the little nod that means, "It's okay by me, honey. We can do it if you think we should."
I told the woman, "Sure, we can help you. If we ever find our car!" It was only a few seconds later that I said, "There it is!" We were over about two rows too far.
So, we bought the family some gas and gave them a few dollars to get something cold to drink - it looked as thought they didn't have air conditioning in that old car - and went on our way.
A couple of days later, we had to return to Walmart. As we were walking out, I mentioned to Tom that it was really odd that we couldn't find the car for so long that day. Tom told me, "I think we weren't meant to find the car. If we had found the car right away, we wouldn't have been there to help the lady that needed gas to get home."
That really made me think. Is it destiny when something like that happens? Is it possible that, sometimes, we have a flat to prevent us from being in the wrong spot and being killed or hurt in a car crash? When we are cursing the fates for problems that interfere with our plans, are we wrong? Perhaps the fates are preserving us.
It really makes you think.
posted by Trekkietech @ 6:14 PM
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