A guy just stopped me at the gas station and asked me if I could buy him a few dollars of gas to get home. He and his wife had run out as they pulled in, and they had already blown out a tire earlier in the day.

I ran my card through the pump and it started running. But within a few seconds he started looking at me and asked, "How much should I pump here?"

The question didn't register at first, and he asked again. He seemed concerned. It was just a few gallons, and my response after a few seconds was, "That will get you home." He thanked me, got in his car, and drove away.

Only five seconds later, I had climbed into my own car and the scriptures started playing in my head. I knew that, while I had been willing to serve when asked, in reality I had failed.

"If a man ask thee for thy coat, give him thy cloak also... and if he compel thee to travel with him a mile, go with him twain."

It hadn't even occurred to me to fill up his tank until he was gone. He was already having a rough day, and that one small and simple gesture would have been enough to change it from awful to miraculous. It would have been an extra $50. $50 for a miracle in someone's life, and I missed the opportunity.

Man. I still have an awfully long way to go.
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