My sister and I were excited to go to a craft fair today at a local high school. It was a beautiful day so I didn’t even mind the walk from the crowded parking lot to the building. We had just crossed to the sidewalk to the school entrance when my sister noticed a commotion and a woman on the ground who looked like she was bleeding. When she pointed her out to me, we both hurried over to her. She had a lot of blood on her face. When I asked if she was ok – which was really a dumb question – she said, “No! Please don’t leave me!” I said I wouldn’t and crouched down next to her. I asked her what happened. She said she had fallen there in the parking lot. I asked if she had anyone with her. She said her son was with her and he had gone back to the car to get his phone. As I was speaking with her, a man in a truck started calling 911. The woman asked if her head was banged up as she said she hit the concrete hard. I didn’t see any wound on her head, but on her nose. The man in the truck had tissues and someone else was handing them out. The woman wiped her face some and it was then obvious that the blood was coming from her nose. The man handed out more tissues and I encouraged her to hold her nose tight to stop the bleeding. As he talked to the 911 dispatcher, we found out she was 81 years old. She said she was upset that she was going to miss the craft fair. Soon another man came over and said he was a doctor. He asked all the questions and assured the woman that the medical people were on their way. Her son arrived also and was visibly shaken, not really knowing what to do. Then the paramedics arrived, I told the woman I would keep her in prayer and my sister and I got out of their way.  It was quite a hectic scene. I was so grateful that my sister noticed the trouble, for the man in the truck, the doctor, and others who were around trying to be helpful. I’ve kept the woman in mind all day and have been praying for her.

I Found God today in many people helping an injured woman.