Jonathan and I were driving from the theater after watching the 10pm showing of Get Smart (awesome movie, btw) a couple weeks ago (I've been trying to post this since then), and I commented that, even tho it was late, he saved some money by eating bbq with my parents at home instead of going out.

Jonathan said, “Not really because you’re going to want Taco Bell, huh?”

“No, I’m good,” I replied, thinking Jonathan wanted Taco Bell and was about to say so when he continued, “Is it wrong I want Taco Bell?”

Lol

So we stop at Taco Bell and I can’t eat a Crunchwrap Supreme while driving, so we sat in the parking lot to eat. While eating, a woman in a Tommy’s uniform walked over and kinda hovered near the passenger side of the car.

Jonathan rolled down the window and she apologized for interrupting and asked if we had jumper cables. Poor lady’s battery was dead.

I unfortunately did not have jumper cables in my car.

I did, however, have my Handy Dandy Mini Jumpstart Battery Pack Thing my dad gave me for just such emergencies. I do believe he mostly intended if for me, tho…

And so, Jonathan and I (mostly Jonathan) helped jumpstart her car and made sure she got on her way just fine.

The funny thing is, if we hadn’t eaten dinner at my house with my parents and watched the Olympic trials for women’s gymnastics we wouldn’t have seen the 9:50 showing of Get Smart. If I didn’t have a ‘tradition’ of staying to the end credits, we wouldn’t have left the theater near midnight, and wouldn’t have stopped for Second Dinner at Taco Bell. If I hadn’t ordered a Crunchwrap Supreme (well, anything, really) we wouldn’t have been sitting in the parking lot. If my father hadn’t been, well, my father and slightly paranoid about his daughters, I would not have had my Handy Dandy Mini Jumpstart Battery Pack Thing and would not have been able to help that lady.

It’s amazing how God guides us to certain things so we are in the places we need to be at the right time. God’s hand guided the events of this night to lead me and Jonathan to the Taco Bell parking lot on Ave P and 10th West at midnight tonight and I’m thankful for that. I love doing things to help people, I love doing nice things. It makes me feel awesome about myself and that I’m worthy of God’s love.

The lady offered to pay Jonathan and me something. We refused, of course, but I hope that as a form of repayment to us, she does a good deed for someone else. And that person for another, and so on. If only everyone was nicer to one another, the world would be a much friendlier, safer place. Alas, it cannot be so. But maybe we can make a difference.

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It’s the little things that mean the most, the affect the most.