So I'm driving home from school, and I get this urge to deviate from my standard migration patterns. I get off I-65 two exits early, because my gut tells me to, and I follow that weird side road/service road that runs parallel. Not even a mile down, I find a family walking along the side of the road. There's a man, woman, and a little girl that I would guesstimate to be about 6.
I pulled up behind them, honked and asked if they wanted a ride. They accepted. I apologized for my back seat being full of college crap, and they just laughed and said that it sure beat walking. I had seen a car broken down several exits back, and I asked if it was theirs. They said it was, and they were walking to a relation's house to get help. I offered to take them there. They were grateful.
I dropped them off at their location, and they thanked me profusely. The little girl was so cute. She got out if the car and gave me a big wave and said, "Thank you mister!" She was still waving goodbye as I drove away.
As I left, I got this funny notion of their god talking to my kami and saying, "hey, guys, your follower actually listens to you. You think you could get him to help me answer this prayer? These folks could use a hand."
It's a nice thought, anyway. ;-)

Thanks for your post. It was wonderful. I just love those ordinary moments when God pokes his head into my life. I'm sure it happens more than I notice. ;)
pamheatley1:29 AM