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was driving home from a meeting one afternoon at desperation, she had plucked up
about 5 p.m. I was stuck in traffic on the N1 North the courage to call her parents,
Iand the car started to choke and splutter. I barely with whom she had not spoken in
managed to coast into an Ultra City just before Old about 5 years. They lived in
Johannesburg Road. I was glad that I would not be Limpopo. They said she could
blocking traffic on the highway and would have a safe come and live with them and try to
spot to wait for a tow truck. The car's engine wouldn't get on her feet again.
even turn over when I tried to start it. So she packed up everything she
Before I could call for a tow truck, I saw a woman owned in the car. She told the kids
walking out of the building and it looked like she they were going to Limpopo for
slipped and fell against a petrol pump. So I got out to Christmas, but not that they were
see if she was okay. When I got there, it looked more going to live there. I gave her some
like she had been overcome by sobs than that she money, a little hug and said a quick
had fallen. She was a young woman who looked really prayer with her for safety on the
haggard with dark circles under her eyes. She drop- road.
ped something as I helped her up, and I picked it up to As I was walking over to my car,
give it to her. It was 50c. she said, “So, are you like an angel
At that moment, everything came into focus for me: or something?” This definitely
The crying woman, an old beat up Volkswagen Beatle, made me cry. I said, “Sweetie, at
crammed full of stuff with three kids in the back seat, this time of the year angels are
and the petrol pump reading R10.00. really busy, so sometimes God
I asked her if she was okay and if she needed help. uses regular people.”
She just kept saying, “I don't want my kids to see me It was so incredible to be a part of
crying.” So we stood on the other side of the pump someone else's miracle. And of
from her car. She said she was driving to Limpopo course you guessed it. When I got
and that things were very hard for her right now. So I into my car, it started right away
asked, “And you were praying when I saw you?” and got me home with no problem. I
That made her back away from me a little, but I thought I'd take it to the mechanic
assured her that I was not a crazy person and said, the next day to check, but as I had
“He heard you, and He sent me.” I took out my petrol suspected, he
card and gave it to the petrol attendant to use to pay could not find
for petrol and I asked him to fill up her car. And while it any problem!
was filling, I walked to the next door Steers and “ C a s t y o u r
bought 2 big bags of food, some gift vouchers for cares on the
more food and a big cup of coffee. She gave the food Lord, and He
to the kids in the car, who attacked it like wolves, and w i l l s u s t a i n
we stood by the pump eating chips and talking a little. you” Ps. 55:22a.
She told me her name and that she lived in Bertrams. [Hospice Physi-
Her husband had left her two months ago and she had c i a n , N O W,
not been able to make ends meet. She knew she August/Sept.
wouldn't have money to pay the rent. Finally in 2011].