>> >> >> *Subject:* Fwd: friends and family >> ‘Friends & family are God’s way of taking care of us.’ >> >> This was written by a Metro Denver Hospice Physician: >> >> I was driving home from a meeting this evening about 5, stuck in >> traffic on Colorado Blvd., and the car started to choke and splutter >> and die – I barely managed to coast, cursing, into a gas station, >> glad only that I would not be blocking traffic and would have a >> somewhat warm spot to wait for the tow truck. It wouldn’t even turn over. >> Before I could make the call, I saw a woman walking out of the >> quickie mart building, and it looked like she slipped on some ice and >> fell into a gas pump, so I got out to see if she was okay. When I >> got there, it looked more like she had been overcome by sobs than >> that she had fallen; she was a young woman who looked really haggard >> with dark circles under her eyes. She dropped something as I helped >> her up, and I picked it up to give it to her. It was a nickel. >> At that moment, everything came into focus for me: the crying woman, >> the ancient Suburban crammed full of stuff with 3 kids in the back (1 >> in a car seat), and the gas pump reading $4.95. >> I asked her if she was okay and if she needed help, and she just kept >> saying ‘I don’t want my kids to see me crying! ,’ so we stood on the >> other side of the pump from her car. She said she was driving to >> California and that things were very hard for her right now. So I >> asked, ‘And you were praying?’ That made her back away from me a >> little, but I assured her I was not a crazy person and said, ‘He >> heard you, and He sent me.’ >> I took out my card and swiped it through the card reader on the pump >> so she could fill up her car completely, and while it was fueling, >> walked to the next door McDonald’s and bought 2 big bags of food, >> some gift certificates for more, and a big cup of coffee. She gave >> the food to the kids in the car, who attacked it like wolves, and we >> stood by the pump eating fries and talking a little. >> She told me her name, and that she lived in Kansas City. Her >> boyfriend left 2 months ago and she had not been able to make ends >> meet. She knew she wouldn’t have money to pay rent Jan.1, and >> finally, in desperation, had called her parents, with whom she had >> not spoken in about 5 years. They lived in California and said she >> could come live with them and try to get on her feet there. >> So she packed up everything she owned in the car. She told the kids >> they were going to California for Christmas, but not that they were >> going to live there. >> I gave her my gloves, a little hug and said a quick prayer with her >> for safety on the road. As I was walking over to my car, she said, >> ‘So, are you like an angel or something?’ >> This definitely made me cry. I said, ‘Sweetie, at this time of year >> angels are really busy, so sometimes God uses regular people.’ >> It was so incredible to be a part of someone else’s miracle. And of >> course, you guessed it, when I got in my car it started right away >> and got me home with no problem. I’ll put it in the shop tomorrow to >> check, but I suspect the mechanic won’t find anything wrong. >> Sometimes the angels fly close enough to you that you can hear the >> flutter of their wings… >> Psalms 55:22 ‘ Cast thy burden upon the Lord, and He shall sustain >> thee. He shall never suffer the righteous to be moved.’ >> >> My instructions were to pick four people that I wanted God to bless, >> especially for the months left in2014, and I picked you. >> Please pass this to four people you want to be blessed. >> Here is the prayer:\/ >> \/ >> \/’Father, I ask You to bless my children, grandchildren, friends, >> relatives and email buddies reading this right now. Show them a new >> revelation of your love and power. Holy Spirit, I ask You to minister >> to their spirit this very moment. Where there is pain, give them Your >> peace and mercy. Where there is self doubt, release a renewed >> confidence through Your grace, In Jesus’ precious name. Amen.’\/ >> >> I know I picked more than four — you can, too. >> >> > > \/* > > ************************************************************ > This message is intended only for specified recipients. If you are not > the intended recipient you are notified that disclosing, copying, > distributing, or taking any action in reliance on the contents of this > information is strictly prohibited. This communication represents the > originator’s personal views, which may not reflect those of ABS > Technology Architects. The sender believes that this e-mail, including > attachments, does not contain a virus, worm, trojan horse, or other > malicious code when sent. 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>> >> >> *Subject:* Fwd: friends and family >> ‘Friends & family are God’s way of taking care of us.’ >> >> This was written by a Metro Denver Hospice Physician: >> >> I was driving home from a meeting this evening about 5, stuck in >> traffic on Colorado Blvd., and the car started … Continue reading Fwd: Fwd: Fwd: friends and family<\/span>