I stopped at a store while I was out today, and in the parking lot at the entrance was a car with a flat tire. The older man who owned it had pulled out the spare and tools and such. He looked a little distressed. I went on into the store and as the guys rang up my purchase, I asked it they changed tires. One of the guys said the man had already come in and asked them for help, but they couldn’t because they were on the work clock. I was wondering to myself how I could help him without physically changing the tire, which I am incapable of. I headed out the door and saw a young man changing the tire. I was happy about that, and so seemed the older man.

I Found God today in help for a stranger.