Angels Driving By

When my son fell out of his tree, an angel just happened to be driving by. Without hesitation, he stopped his truck to run over and hold my son’s head in line. Within seconds (it seemed to me) the whole EMT crew was strapping my son expertly onto a board. Everyone was calm, even friendly about it all. There was even someone who could talk to his little brother, soothing him from the frightening experience of seeing his big brother hurt. Just before they shut the ambulance doors, I managed to ask the angel what his name was. All he said was, “Steve.”

Thank you, Steve! Thank you, all of you!

~Lou Harold