As I was driving home I passed a young man walking briskly down the shoulder of the interstate. For a brief moment, I wondered where he had come from and where he was going. I left the highway soon after and for a time forgot about him.
Later, when I returned, the young man was much farther down the road but still walking along the shoulder. Maybe it was the fact that my iPod had just shuffled to the song “He’s Not Heavy, He’s My Brother” but I felt a strong impression that I needed to help this young man.
I called my husband and resident “knight in shining armor” and he valiantly offered to come to his aid. As he searched for the young man, I spoke with him via the bluetooth speakerphone in his car. When he found him, I remained on the line, curious to know his story. I listened in silence as he told my husband that he had been stranded and was walking to the next town where his mother was working.
As my husband drove him to the next town, I continued to listen as the young man humbly and sincerely thanked him repeatedly for his assistance. I listened as he literally gushed with gratitude for the service rendered him. Tears filled my eyes and I thanked my Heavenly Father for allowing me this opportunity.
As I reflected on this experience and the young man’s gratitude for this small act of kindness, I thought of how greatly I have been blessed by my Heavenly Father. I thought about all of the people who show me kindness and come to my aid on a daily basis. Do I show them the same level of gratitude that this young man demonstrated? Do I even begin to express the gratitude that I should to my Heavenly Father?
I am grateful that I had the opportunity to be a “fly on the wall” that day. I am grateful for a husband who is so willing to offer service. I am grateful to my Heavenly Father for the abundance of blessings He showers me with every day and for the lesson in gratitude He taught me through a stranger walking down the side of the highway.