Lending a Hand

A pony trailer in my neighborhood
A Servant’s Heart
Several years ago my mom and I were creeping along in heavy traffic on I-15 near Temecula. We were going to visit my sister when we spotted trouble ahead on the shoulder of the freeway. A truck pulling a horse trailer had stopped there; its driver, a young man, stood next to his rig looking both helpless and frustrated.

The trailer was pitching so violently that I feared it might turn over. The horse inside had panicked.

As we crawled through the traffic I  pondered the situation and decided I had no practical aid to offer. Then I saw an old Ford pickup make its way from the inside lane to the right side of the road . Stopping a distance behind the truck, a weathered man in jeans, boots and a Stetson jumped from the truck and ran up the shoulder to the heaving trailer.
He was elderly. He ran with a limp, but he ran all the same, eager to help a stranger and his frightened beast.
When God moves human hearts to render assistance to someone in trouble, it’s beautiful.
10 Feed the hungry,
and help those in trouble.

Then your light will shine out from the darkness,
and the darkness around you will be as bright as noon.
Isaiah 58:10 (NLT)