Nothing Too Small
“I just LOVE those angel stories,” says Donna Sheldon. She has no trouble believing that these holy beings do indeed watch over us. She and her teenage daughter Janna had gone to dinner at a local Mexican restaurant one evening. “The restaurant was in a very busy mall, where space was at a premium,” Donna says. When they returned to their car, Donna backed out carefully, then started to drive forward. Bump, bump, bump…
Now they were in the street, but both had heard the noise. Janna hopped out to look, and found that the front tire was flat. “Strangely enough, in this very busy lot, there was a large parking place right in front of me.” Donna pulled in, called the auto club, and the driver was there in no time. “There was even enough room for him to pull his truck in ahead of us,” Donna said. Within minutes, he had put on her spare.
“You’re going to have to replace that front tire,” the driver told Donna. “Somebody slit it right through, and all the air is gone.”
Who would have done such a thing? Donna was at a loss, and she was also concerned. Her tires were big, and each one cost about $200. “I decided not to think about the bill just yet,” Donna says. “Tomorrow I was going to a women’s brunch at our church, the Crystal Cathedral in Garden Grove California, and I was planning to have a wonderful time. I’d go to the tire store afterwards.”
The next day’s brunch was indeed wonderful, and the speakers as well. “I remember one of them saying that we should expect miracles in our lives.”
Briefly, Donna thought of the slit tire and her minimal checkbook balance. Would God care about her car problems? Since she didn’t know exactly what to pray for, she simply reminded him of her current need.
“After the brunch, I drove to the tire store and explained what had happened,” Donna says. “The men took my tire out of the trunk, and looked at it. They put air in it, and then put it in a tub of water. Then they all shook their heads. There was no slit in the tire. No damage at all.”
The men put the tire back on Donna’s car and refused to charge her anything for their work (although she insisted on tipping them.) She drove away in a daze. “It was one of the best days I’d had in a long time,” Donna says. “Nothing is too small for God.”
(C) 2005 Joan Wester Anderson www.joanwanderson.com
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