Angels stop to help

This past week we had one of those experiences that renewed my faith in those around me. We were driving through the canyon just after sunset. I hit a large rock I did not see, which tore a large hole in my front right tire. I was only about two yards away from the canyon wall, but was fortunate in being able to bring the car to a stop without hitting anything.

After stopping the car, we also were fortunate to have a turn out on the opposite side of the highway. We got out of the car to begin the process of changing the flat tire.

Three angels stopped in the next few minutes asking if they could help. One of them, a young woman, told me her mother was a flatbed truck driver, who taught her to change flat drivers. She took over the project. Soon we were on our way.

It was the week before Christmas as we drove home, we prayed a prayer of thanksgiving we didn’t crash with angels sent to help us. It is truly special to live in Wyoming.