Yesterday, after leaving hobby lobby (craft utopia), I hopped in my car, and turned the keys in the ignition. The engine made a strange sound and sputtered. I tried again, this time, nothing. Dead battery. I looked around, and right at that moment a man and his very small son were walking past my car. My window was already down, so I leaned out and asked if he by chance had any jumper cables. He paused for a minute and then said, "I do, just let me make a quick call, and I can help you." I got the feeling he was in a hurry so I said, "If you don't have time, I can ask someone else, no worries!" He responded with a kind, "It's no problem, just give me a minute to find my cables." I popped the hood and got out to attempt to open it. I always feel like such a "girl" (for lack of a better word) in these little situations. I also pledge every time this happens to put some jumper cables in my car and learn how to use them (although as I'm typing this, I still haven't done that....it's a long list, ya know?). Any way, I did manage to get the hood open just as another family walked past. A young couple with five little kids...obviously already super busy, but guess what? As they passed, they also offered to help. These situations always give me warm fuzzies, and sometimes even make me a little teary eyed. I am a libra . I love these moments, because they always remind me of all that's good about the human spirit. And although these gestures may be small, I think they speak volumes about our inherent nature to love one another that I believe ultimately comes from our Father in heaven. We are His children after all. My journey to become like Him is oh so long, but I'm grateful to know that I'm capable of it because I'm His daughter. And he loves me (and these great people that offered to help me). The kind stranger was able to find his cables. We started my car, and I thanked him several times as I drove away. He responded with a sincere smile and "Your welcome." And for the rest of the day, I just felt happy.