some change of pace

I am taking a small break from learning to share with you a small anecdote from my this week. Because of it I will call the rental place in the morning and ask them to change into a smaller car until the end of the week. Hopefully the change in price will cover the difference for the flat tire I got wanting not to wait behind one block of cars at a red lighten so turning into a Carl's Junior.... ////I eagerly anticipate the turn and blow part of the tire against the side walk, the cap is flying, I pray that the light is still red for I fear a kick on the behind of my car. I look around recalculate/ reevualate the entry and park across two handicap parking spaces. Man, I should have taken the AAA card when the other day in the grove parking lot where I left my keys in my locked car's ignision. I look around and there are two postal clerks who enter Carl's Junior. While they cannot help, a man name Frank jumped up from his crouched position and with his hand up in the air offering his help as a capable mecanic. And what a help he became. I had already opened the trunk and located the jack but I could not figure out for the life of me how to get the jack out of the grip thing that held it firmly tightly there where it was. Frank explained to me right away that at the bottom of the jack their is a screw-like flatter wheel that releases the extention. Ouff. When you want to loosen something you turn counterclockwise. There is no use in me telling you also that to tighten anything you turn clockwise because that will only serve to confuse you. Possibly yes. So we got the tools and the spare out of the trunk then he was down near the tire feeling under the car for a secure place to jack up the wheel.../// I am sick of explaining to you all the details but you will understand that I was animated when by his impulsive quest to assist resolve relationship issues, I admitted I was lost and burdened by my relationship structure while he changed the wheel. The man was a homeless and I was ministred to as if he was an angel of god taking me out of my day in order to have a moment with me so my sould could be replenish by being redirected to the word of God so I can learn, hide. I learned that a homeless needs about 7 dollars a day to live on the street. In question to that I had already offerent 10 he asked 5 and I gave him 15.