Knowing I had a very early morning doctor’s appointment, I made every effort to be out of the house quickly in order to remove about two feet of snow from my car, warm it up and defrost it, before plowing through the unshoveled driveway. Everything went as planned until I hit a spot where passing plows had piled up a mountain of snow, and I was stuck.
No amount of trying to go back and forth got me unstuck, and when I realized I wasn’t going anywhere, I simply opened the door of my car, got out and shouted as loud as I could, “I’m stuck, somebody please help me!”
Just then I turned and looked up the street to see someone shoveling. He stopped and asked, “Do you need help?”
The young man got in his snowplow truck, came down to my driveway, plowed what he could, then got in my car and proceeded to do exactly what I had tried to do. This time it worked. I offered him money, but he wouldn’t take it so I insisted, asking him if he had time to do my driveway to which he answered, “I’ve got all the time in the world.” I told him I thought he just might be a Good Samaritan, someone who does good deeds for others, and he said, “Well, I guess I’d better try to do some more good deeds.”
I explained that I had a doctor’s appointment and his good deed had allowed me to keep it. I also told him he was an answer to my prayer, my rather loud call for help. I wish I could have taken a picture of his smile when I said that.
Was this a coincidence or just being in the right place at the right time? I believe with God nothing is accidental. However, as I don’t care to push my luck, I’ve hired a snowplow person to be on hand in the future.
Joan Jennings Scalfani