I was on pins and needles waiting for my husband to get home from work so I could go to work. We switch like that 2x a week. He was running late, so I was too. At least my job doesn’t care when I get there- I just get less baked.
I headed off and was trying to get there promptly and safely.
Then I saw flashing lights in my rear view mirror and stopped since it seemed a policeman wanted to pull me over.
When he came to my window I asked him what I had done wrong. He said, “Hold on and I will explain it.” In the fluster of finding my wallet in my huge purse, and my drivers license and the car documents, I tried using both English and Latvian. I also hoped he’d be merciful to me, a foreigner.
Finally, he came and showed me that my front RH light wasn’t working and only gave me a warning. I was so thankful for that, as I was feeling close to tears and very late for work.
I waited until he was pulling away to try to start my car and then realized it was as DEAD as a doornail. I was stuck! Now what?
Since my emergency lights were flashing someone was quick to stop and try and help. An older man in a mini-van agreed to try and jump my car. It didn’t work, he even thought his cables were not working properly because it wouldn’t charge up enough to start.
So I took things into my hands and started asking all the men passing by if they’d help push my car. The first said, “I’m in a hurry. I can’t.” The next walked right on by. The third responded and came over to help. (Does that remind you of anything? Like the good Samaritan? I was shocked these first 2 were heedless to the plight I was in ).
So the older man and the young 3rd man tried pushing me and I was at the wheel.
(NOTE: I never seem to be successful when being pushed to jump the car. I don’t know if my timing is off or what. But now I just worry and think it won’t work when I’m at the wheel. I still need to learn now to do this!). And of course it didn’t work. . .
So I called 2 more guys going past to come and help push and the older man got in at the wheel. Then the 4 of us pushed as fast as we could and YAY success, it started.
I yelled a huge thank you to the three guys as I ran to catch up with my car and profusely thanked the man in the van for rescuing me and got to work extremely late.
It was a crazy day and yet I am thankful that God took care of me and brought 4 men to my rescue. A special thank to the man in the van for taking so much time to try to get my car jumped and seeing it through to the end. Whoever you are or were- you were like an angel sent by God.