Wednesday, February 4, 2015

Biker Bandit

“If you ask God anything in His name, He will do it." ~ John 14:14
Amie was the kind of babysitter parents dreamed of.  She was dependable, playful, trustworthy and old enough to have a driver’s license; which made her particularly valuable today.
Joshua, her 15 month old “trustee,” woke from his afternoon nap looking pale, shivering and feeling warm.  Amie knew that these were things that tend to happen in the early stages of fever, so she took his temperature and called Josh’s mom for permission to take him to Urgent Care.  Fevers can be tricky with kids and she didn’t want to take any chances.
She placed Joshua in his car seat and drove to the medical clinic.  Upon arrival she jumped from her driver’s seat and walked briskly to unlock Joshua’s door.  She had an automatic habit of locking her car door whenever she got out, and did it this time, too.  Unfortunately, the keys were still in the ignition.  Je suis très stupide, she thought to herself just before panic set it.
Amie rushed inside the clinic and found an old rusty coat hanger that had been left on the ground, possibly by someone else who’d locked keys in their car too.  As she hurried back to the car, she heard the primal screams of a terrified Joshua from the backseat.  Sadly, she looked at the coat hanger and realized that she didn’t know the first thing about how to use it to open the car door.  She bowed her head and asked God to send her HELP immediately, if not sooner.
Within minutes a timeworn motorcycle pulled up belching blue smoke.  A biker in a leather vest, showing the tattoos of his youth and sculpted biceps, got off the bike.  “Need some help?” he asked in a whiskey-soaked voice.
The woman thought: “Really God, this is who you sent to help me?”  He could be a lunatic, a kidnapper . . .  or worse!  But Amie was desperate.  She was also very thankful!  She gathered all the courage she could muster and said, “The little boy is very sick.  I stopped to see the doctor and locked the keys in my car.  Please, can you use this hanger to unlock my car?”
“No problem,” he said, confidence dripping from his horseshoe-style mustache – a staple of general badasses.  He limped over to the car door and opened it in less than a minute.
She hugged the man and through her tears she said: “Thank You SO much!  You’re a very nice man.”
He replied: “Young lady, I’m NOT a nice man.  I recently got out of PRISON for car theft.”
The woman hugged him again and with thankful tears cried out loud: “Oh, thank you Lord!  You even sent me a Professional!”
Is GOD great or what?
Heavenly Father, I desperately need You right now.  Lead me to your still streams, where I can bathe in the life-giving waters.  Lay down my anxious thoughts and saturate this life with Your peace.  Amen