Pope John Paul II said, or at least I have been told he said, "There are no coincidences." So let me tell you about my last two days:
Yesterday we ran painfully late for camp. So late I had to drive to the bus transfer station. And on the way a friend called and we were able to help her. If we had been running on schedule, I would have been in an area of no cell signal -- interesting.
Then today, my morning plans got turned around. So we walked to the bus stop instead of driving. There was no rush; we were on time. On the way we spied a very frail woman with a walker attempting to cross the street. I stepped out into the road and stopped traffic for her. Then went on our way.
The bus came. The camper was off, the rest of us started the walk home; only to spy the same woman again. This time she was across the street but having a very difficult time walking. I crossed back and asked if she needed assistance. She practically fell on the ground. I carefully got her onto her walker seat and then pushed her back to her home.
Again, if it had been a normal day... if I had driven to the bus... what would have happen to this woman? When plans changes, it's best to keep an open eye for someone just might need you.