So on Pentecost Sunday I was driving home form Church, and I got a flat tie. I was trying to avoid a squirrel and hit the curb. So I tried to change the tie myself, I didn't put the jack in the right place the car roled back and the jack broke. All of a sudden a tow truck pulls up. The guy saw us on the side of the road. He didn't ask for our name or our AAA card or anything else. I only had ten bucks and a piece of cake, so I gave that to him. The guy was so nice, I felt as if it was Jesus. The situation was perfect. He saved my Sunday afternoon.
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