Lesson learned

Driving into town last night we came upon a old pickup blocking half the road at the bottom of a hill. He was at an angle so it looked like he lost control. Thinking if he wasn't hurt already, he was going to be real quick if someone came over the hill. The road was completely iced over.

I stopped and asked what the problem was. It was a younger kid and he said he ran out of gas. He didn't really have a game plan and was kinda just sitting there. Some one came and picked up his passenger and he was waiting by the truck for them to get back. I told his I was going home to get a tow rope and get him off the road. He thought that was a good idea.

On the way back to the house, by beloved wondered if we still had some gas in the 5 gallon can we had in the garage. (She's so smart).

Upon arriving back, he was surprised and thankful at the sight of the gas can. After putting about three gallons in, he went to start it up and found he also now had a dead battery. This guy is batting a thousand. I pull around and give him a jump. What comes next still gets me.

I tell him that he better get going to town because three gallons isn't going to last that long. He tells me he is going to wait on his friends. I told him he couldn't shut his truck off to save the gas because of the battery and he wasn't going to last long on three gallons. If his friends came back and saw his truck gone then they knew he'd been taken care of. He said he knew and said he was still going to wait on his friends coming back. He said they wouldn't be too far.

I couldn't do anymore for this guy so we left. After taking care of what we needed to in town we were driving back on the same road. I told Janelle that I was kinda frustrated and if he was dead again in the road I don't know if I would stop. We agreed our patience only goes so far with stupidity and there it nails me, I highly doubt that's what God's mind set is.

I am totally that guy at the side of the road thinking I have it under control, at the bottom of an iced over hill. The Holy Spirit comes along and tells me is a still sweet small voice to get my keister off the road, and I reply back, it's alright. I got it. No problems here. He even gets me started in the right direction and I reply, thanks but I'll just wait here.

Lesson learned,
Thank You Father.