I wasn’t running late this morning, but I wanted to get to the gym a little early. It’s the beginning of the year, and I knew the spinning class would be full, even though it was a little after 5:30. I wanted to make sure I got a bike before they all filled up.
I pulled into the parking lot, grabbed my water bottle and jumped out of my car, locking it as I went. I was already half-running toward the building.
“Hey! Your car’s rolling!” someone shouted from behind me. I turned to see that, indeed, my car was rolling. I hadn’t left the car in gear, nor had I pulled the e-brake. I ran back to the car, and got behind it to stop it (which probably wasn’t the best thing to do; I should have just jumped into it). The lady volunteered to hold the car while I got into it.
I quickly jumped into my car and resolved the situation. I am tremendously glad that individual was there at that moment, because my car would have been a few seconds away from rolling into another car (it was on a slight incline, apparently). I thank God that he arranged for her to be there.
Sometimes things just happen, and sometimes God has us in places for a reason. Take the opportunities that are there to help people.