Just a little push.....in the right direction...

I don't know why it takes something tragic for me to talk to God. When everything is running smoothly, the bills are paid, everyone is healthy, I forget to talk to him and thank him for all my blessings. But, just as soon as money gets tight or someone gets sick, I'm ready to talk. Through finding out about Daddy's cancer, I've prayed a lot, and I've prayed hard. Probably more than I have ever prayed. I always thank God for my blessings when I do pray, but last night was different. I did pray for my Daddy and my Bells Palsy and I did thank him for my blessings, but then I asked him something I have never asked him before...God, what can I do for you? I always ask of you, but what can I do for you? I went to sleep and didn't think much of it until I was on my way to work. When I left school, there was a wreck at the crossroads. Everyone was okay, just a fender bender in the rain, but I knew one of the women involved. As I went around, like everyone else trying to get to work, I felt this push. I turned around and pulled over and went to her and just gave her a big hug. I asked had she taken her girls to school, and she had. I asked was her husband coming, and he is out of town. She said it wasn't too bad and she thought she could drive it home, so I asked did she need me to wait and follow her home, and she said no she was fine. I gave her another hug and told her Thank God she was okay and her girls were not with her, and I went to work. There were men out there standing in the rain directing traffic so she wasn't alone. I met the State Trooper on my way to work. I know all I did was a little thing, just to check on someone I knew. I know I was just doing the right thing, but I feel like God was asking me to go check on "His" child and just give her a hug.