Friday, December 21, 2007

The True Christmas Spirit

My wife and I had something happen to us a couple of days ago that truly has renewed my faith in other people.

The story goes like this. It was really cold and our daughter didn't want to wait outside for the school bus, so we told her we would take her to school. We get in the car and drop the younger 2 kids off at the elementary school.

After dropping them off, the wife notices that the car is acting a little weird. I get out to find that the left rear tire had gone flat and was starting to come apart.

I am not mechanically inclined, so putting the spare on was not really an option. We baby the car in to the Wal Mart down the street and do some Christmas shopping while we get a new tire put on.

We get done with the shopping and go back to the auto section to pick up the car.

That is when the amazing thing happened. There was a lady in front of us paying for something she had done to her car. The Wal Mart clerk pulls out our paperwork and I look it over. While I'm doing that, this lady who was in front of us asks if we were the people who had the tire blow out on us.

I say "yes", then this person I had never seen before in my life pulls out her credit card and asks if she could pay for the tire for us for Christmas. All I could manage was a kind of half stunned "yes, thank you". We didn't get her name, and we will probably never see this lady again.

As the song goes, there are truly angels among us, most often when you very least expect it.

1 comment:

mbondur12 said...

There is actually a Part 2, if you will, to this story.

The year after this story took place (2008), my son and I went to Waffle House on a whim and had 2 pretty neat things happen to us while we were there.

First, we go in and have to sit and wait for a table to open up. While we're doing that, a lady I had never seen before gives me 2 $100 bills. She kind of took me by surprise when she put something in my hand, so I had to actually look down to see what she had done. I tried to get her to take it back. but she insisted.

Second, the University of Tennessee men's basketball team was @ the Waffle House eating breakfast, and Coach Pearl and a couple of the players took time to say hello to my son, which was not necessary, but appreciated.