While returning from Yearly Meeting to Klamath Falls on Friday morning I made a decision. Even though I had a deadline of returning to my hospice obligations of “soon after noon,” I’d rather drive slower and enjoy the beauties of the Willamette Valley. With a car low on gas, I took a shortcut I’d never used before. My wife and I and our good friend, Karen, enjoyed the crops, the livestock, the woodlots, and many plant and tree nurseries. And I could watch for coyotes, too.
But that shortcut generally went east and west rather than south, and even back north for a bit. We were getting quite low on gas when we came to a gas station. Just before the station a middle-aged man in overalls and a wrinkled gray shirt stood beside the road. He had a gas can and a small sign, “OUT OF GAS.” After our tank was filled, I felt a nudge to go talk with him. He said, “Thank the Lord,” and went on to tell me he’d been praying, had worked in the building industry in central Oregon, but couldn’t find work. He’d just found work in a cannery nearby starting next monday. The empty five gallon can got filled and he continued to speak his gratitude to God.
What nudges do you feel?
Contributed by Ken Magee, Klamath Falls