TRUE Story

On the way home from Work, I ran out of gas. It was after nine at night and I was already late getting off because of lingering last minute shoppers.

I had not been able to get gas at work because I work the CLOSING shift and the pumps were already turned off. I skipped the previous stations because I am a little compulsive and I like to get gas at particular places that I am used to. I could SEE the gas station just ahead so when the truck died, I coasted as far as I could and tried to re-crank it. [That sometimes works, and this part reveals that I have run out of gas more than once.]

The truck would not start so I let it coast to the side of the road and turned off the lights. I called my Son, Leon. I told him that I was on the side of the road out of gas. He sent my Son, Allen to help me. I sat in the quiet and the dark for a few minutes contemplating.

It may surprise you that I was not upset in the LEAST little bit. I was full of JOY that my sons were on the way to help me. I was proud that they did not hesitate for a moment to come. I was also excited for the OPPORTUNITY to see my Son and hear his voice.

OPPORTUNITIES for JOY come disguised as inconvenience but WAIT Expectantly. JOY will come.