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Sharon Heide Ward's avatar

Absolutely beautiful. We encounter angels and we are angels for someone. I met one earlier this year at a gas station.

I didn’t have my credit card for Costco. Almost out of gas, an hour from home, I’d left the house in a hurry muttering something about attending an Antifa meeting. (I was going to Willamette National Cemetery where my dad and sister are buried.)

The station attendant looked like Dobby the House Elf. I had a large bill which they couldn’t take. [Insert “legal tender” rant here.] I started crying, found smaller bills, got gas. My angel was so kind, and I felt seen. I gave them the large bill. We blessed each other with kindness. It was a beautiful.

Life is stupid and difficult. You gotta have a code, or a mission statement, or something. Be KIND. Seek TRUTH. Find PEACE. Be LOVE.

P.S. That day, I was very upset about Ukraine funding, or lack thereof. I had posted a message for Oregon District 5 Rep. Lori Chavez-Deremer: “Your grift has cost lives. The Antifa warriors trying to rest on Mt. Scott are rattling sabers, not ME.”

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Soul Boom's avatar

Thanks for sharing Sharon! Like Jeff's story, it's a beautiful reminder of the unexpected moments of grace and kindness that can touch our lives when we least expect it. And hey, we all have those “legal tender” moments. Nonetheless, seems like you and your gas station angel found a way to turn it into something truly special.

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