I was out and about today and got home just as a storm was rolling in. My neighbor, who suffers from brain trauma and dementia, was outside his garage with his walker. He was somewhat carrying and dragging his garden hose. I greeted him and a big flash of lightning struck nearby followed by booming thunder. I said it was time to go and he may want to get back into his garage. He said goodbye and started for the yard instead. I asked if he was going in and he said he was via the grassy area. I brought some things into my house and as I talked with my brother, I saw the neighbor outside struggling with the hose. I went out, followed by my brother. We asked if he needed help. He said he did and that he was trying to straighten the hose and coil it up. My brother and I took care of it for him while he headed back to the garage as the lightning and thunder continued. We brought the hose to him and put it away. He then made his way into the house. I remembered that when I talked to his wife the other day, she said her husband was suddenly obsessed with the hose. He was outside trying to take care of it the other day and she had a very hard time getting him back in the house when it started to rain. It seemed like a repeat. I was glad my brother and I saw him outside and got things in order for him.
I Found God today helping a neighbor.
