A Man Named Bob

Making Room For GodOver the last few weeks, I have found the saying, “When it rains, it pours” to be very true to life. Actually, I might add, “when is pours it storms.” It not only seems to happen in my own struggles, but it pours over into my dear family and friends. This week (after battling a 3 week long cold and moving), my family and some of our friends took a trip down to Florida. During the trip, I was still battling my cold, but we were going to sunshine (and away from snow) – so what could go wrong? Oh don’t speak so soon, you say… Well, the road trip went fabulous until we hit South Carolina. For all you South Carolina residents out there – I am sorry, but your state was the worst state to travel in by far. We sat in dead stop and limited go traffic FOREVER. We not only ate lunch in our car in South Carolina, but we ate dinner in our car. We searched for a detour road to get off the highway to no avail. It. Was. Horrible. After spending half our car ride in the state, we finally saw the Georgia welcome signs and our entire car cheered for joy!!! The lanes went from two to three and the traffic dissipated. AMAZING! Anyway, because we were an hour and half of our friends, I texted them updates and they diverted traffic very nicely by taking some side roads. We were their “spies” for the entire trip.

All seemed to go well once leaving South Carolina until our friends contacted us and told us their poor car was making some really bad noises. At this point we were close to arriving to our destination (about 2 hours late) and were ready to jump in bed and sleep the rest of the night. Our friends finally made their way with their clunkety clunk van. The next morning, we all decided the van should go in for repair, but probably not until Monday (since it was Easter weekend). We all headed to the beach while my friend’s husband went to a local gym to workout. About an hour or so later, my friend’s husband called with the bad news: the car was completely dead at a local grocery store parking lot. So off went Pete to go pick up my friend’s husband.

Now here is where the story gets a little fuzzy. My friend and I did not hear from the boys for a couple of hours (and neither of us dared to call them). When they arrived back, they announced that the car was at the shop and got there only due to a very nice retired man named Bob. You see Bob, was just hanging out at the grocery store and came by to see what the two men were up to. At this point not only was the car not starting, but the keys somehow got locked in the vehicle (I will not go into detail on that part of the story). So, Bob who happened to belong to a local auto club, announced that he would call for help. And he did just that. Next was the amazing part. Bob stayed with them for 45 minutes while they waited for help. How many people on a beautiful, sunny day in Florida would give up their vacation to do this on Easter weekend? Kind reminds me of the Good Samaritan. You have to wonder how many people walked past the two men standing by the broken car and just shook their heads. But because of Bob, The car was towed to the shop and fixed within the same day. It was wonderful.

Now back to Bob. We cannot thank Bob enough for what he did for all of us this past Easter weekend. He not only saved the day for us, but he reminded all of us about the good that can happen from bad. Bob reminded me that even in the storm, the light will shine through. There is always an end to the bad, and that ending can bring smiles beyond belief. We all agreed that we wanted to pay it forward. Bob had shown us the importance of doing good for others. He reminded us that without those good works, life can be down right dreary and disappointing.

My friend and I that stayed behind trying not to worry about our husbands and financial costs, found out that good doesn’t come from us sitting back and worrying. It comes from the goodness of people that God sends us. Angels. Bob was our angel on Saturday. What a gift we received this Easter.

Acts 4:32 The community of believers was of one heart and mind, and no one claimed that any of his possessions was his own, but they had everything in common.

Who knows what was going through Bob’s mind on Saturday, but I would venture to guess that he felt pain and sorrow for my husband and our friend. Bob somehow could relate to this situation and felt that as a friend (even though he was a stranger), he should help out. The Acts verse above shows us that when we think of each other as a community all living with everything in common, then we treat each other with respect and love. We just naturally do things out of the kindness of our hearts. Bob did that. He just thought of all of us as friends. He decreased himself and increased God (John 3:30). Bob wasn’t angry that we didn’t have an auto club to call. He knew that he had a solution and wanted to offer help. I could take a lesson from Bob.

About aslamkowski

Blogger, Speaker and Author of "Revealing Faith: Learning to Place God First in Your Life" Most importantly, desperately wanting to hear and follow God's Will, wife of Peter and mother of three kids.
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