Helping Jesus get to his drug test

I was waiting in traffic to make a left turn toward where I will be working for the month of August. On the South end of the intersection was a young man half walking, half running. He had a cell phone to his ear and looked a bit panicked. As he sprinted across the intersection, I made my turn. But there was something bothering me about his guy.

He kind of looked like a guy that was given instructions on how to rescue his wife and child from a kidnapper and was told he had to get to a certain address in 15 minutes or his loved ones would die. Okay, maybe he didn’t look that panicked. Something was wrong and it wouldn’t let go of me. I made a u-turn and pulled into the parking lot he had just walked/ran through. I honked my horn.

He had a nice smile. I asked him if he needed any help. He got in the car and told me where he was going. He said that he was on his way to ‘drop’ for a drunk driving offense and needed to get to the location by 9. I don’t know if he would have made it on time given the distance he had yet to go.  We talked for the couple of minutes he was in the car. He told me I was a life-saver. He asked God to bless me. I asked him if he needed a ride back to work. He was good, he said. I drove back to the office.

I have picked up more than my share of hitchhikers in my life. I have stopped to offer assistance at accidents, flat tires, and drove a few people to get gas when they ran out. But this time was different. This was the first time I ever felt like I was in the presence of Jesus.

I started thinking about how many times we miss Jesus just because we are too busy to notice.

Have you ever entertained angels? I’m pretty sure I did that day. 


2 thoughts on “Helping Jesus get to his drug test

  1. Terry Clees

    Awesome…can I share a similar story? I was on my way to the gym one snowy day and drove by a truck in the ditch. By the marks in the snow it was obvious that some kids were fooling around and lost control. The truck was stuck and the drive wheel had spun down into the mud below the snow. I felt I should stop but shouldn’t they sleep in the bed they made. I drove on still feeling I should stop, but I was on my way to the gym–my training partner was waiting for me. I drove on, but felt I should go back. I would but I was on my way to the gym and didn’t want to get my shoes and workout pants all wet and muddy. I drove on, but couldn’t shake the voice that was telling me to go back. I turned around and went back. Within seconds I had helped push them out. When the driver smiled at me I felt that Jesus was smiling at me. I’m so thankful that I went back, but grieved all the times when I didn’t and missed the presence of Jesus.

  2. Kim Nebel

    This brought tears to my eyes. What an inspiring testimony. I have been entertained by angels before. When I was 14 I ran away from home and crossed the border into Canada. The man who picked me up was a customs officer, he said if I only planned to be in Canada a couple of weeks he didn’t have to turn me in, so of course that became my plan. He told me about youth hostels so that I would have a safe place to spend my nights, and some other safety tips about survival on the streets of Canada. When he dropped me off in London his parting words were “you have a safe trip, God willing” and he winked, the sparkle in his eye I immediately recognized I was in the presence of an angel.

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