My Mom was in a car accident one night on her way home from work. She was in a minivan that rolled multiple times due to icy road conditions. Thankfully a man, Matthew, showed up and helped her out of the van, he put his arm around her and walked to the closest house on the road to get help. They walked about a mile through a snowstorm, it was cold and she kept her head up against his shoulder while he had his arm safely around her, he was wearing a long suede coat, she can still smell it when she thinks of him. Its amazing what Love we share as a community, how we assist one another, and How much we all care, never forget who we are. When they arrived at the house a gentleman opened the door, his family all came down to check on her, and call the police to report the accident. When My Mom calmed a bit she realized Matthew wasn't in the room, she asked them to get him for her. They said You were alone, no one was with You, Who is Matthew? She Knows.
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I love these stories. When you’re struggling with faith, these stories help a lot. Not really knowing how to deal with raising a large family, when something came up missing, she’d round all the kids and they’d get stripes with a belt until someone admitted they took it or or lost it. Anyway it was late at night, it was snowy out. I remember my browther begging for God just to make it stop. A man knocked on the door and asked for a cup of coffee. He said his broke down and he was cold and he was trying to get Witchita. He could see the belt and tears. He offered to read Bible stories and read stories from his Blue Bible. He thanked my Mom for the coffee, told her whatever was lost would someday be found so rest east, and he left. We all ran outside to wave him away ane he was gone. We were the only house for miles around. ‘it was hard to sleep becaus we knew the man was angel.