Cause and Effect

Today was an interesting day... One of those days where, at the beginning nothing seems to be working the way it should, but in the end you know that each little thing happened because God decided it would just that way.
So it starts off with me waking up at Zak's house. We were supposed to go back to my place and work on bikes all afternoon, but I had a wicked headache and dad wasn't happy and needed his car back... It was a miserable day to be doing anything like that anyways, cold and rainy. So nothing at all was happening all day and out of frustration I just sat and wrote out the music to my most recent lyrics in powertab and went over Alan's musical difficulties with him.
I had the car last night so I let Blake have it tonight. No one really cared to put much effort into letting me know if anything was going on except Zak and Nathan, and Zak doesn't have transportation and Nathan was exhausted anyways. So on goes the night with me being ignored by the 2 groups of people I really wanted to see that night and of course the frustration grows... I start getting nuts when 11 rolls around and Blake is supposed to be back with the car. He gets home and I immediately head over to Nathans to smoke pipes and just talk.
On the way over to Nathans the back left tire on the Jeep seemed to be making funny noises, but I'll get to that. So pretty much as soon as I had light my pipe up I get a call from Josh and the Canadians telling me to come right over. In all reality I was totally torn between smoking another couple of pipefulls with Nathan and going right over there to see everyone. So I picked the middle ground and finished the one we had started and headed out.
Leaving Nathans my tire was making some really weird noise, like it had something attached to it that was flopping every time the wheel turned. So at about 6200 south it blows out... I bet you guys saw that one coming... And that was, what I thought, the last thing I needed, to be out in the cold (thank God it had stopped raining) switching out my tire.
So as I'm getting everything ready, and Josh and Dani are coming down to give me some light an old trucker was conveniently also broken down right across the street. One of his air hoses had blown and he needed to get replacement clamps to keep the spare one on... It's midnight of Easter Sunday in Sandy, Utah, with nothing around. So the trucker, named Gordy, was a saint and helped me fix my tire faster in exchange for a ride to the top of the hill to see if that gas station had any clamps.
So we get everything taken care of and I tell Josh and Dani that I'll meet up with them as soon as possible, that I'm going to help Gordy find the parts he needs. The gas station at the top of the hill was inevitably closed. He told me that he would give me some gas money if I helped him find somewhere in the area. I didn't really want the money but the company and a new adventure sounded like a great plan to me. We spend the better part of the next 2 hours looking in convenience stores and walmarts for the stupid clamps that everywhere that sells anything that has to do with cars should have... During this time we talk about God, my parents divorce, his life as a trucker and such. I could tell that he had a pretty solid head on his shoulders when it comes to that sort of stuff. We looked in EVERY single possible place we could on that side of town for the stupid clamps, nothing. So he tells me that he knows that they have them at the truckers station on 21st and Redwood, a good 15 mile drive out, and that he could give me more money if I could get him out there. I knew Gordy absolutely needed these parts to get where he had to be on time, so of course I helped him out. The ensuing half hour ride there and back was filled with wonderful conversation about learning to have a servants heart, and that almost no one anymore is willing to help out like I was to him that night. When we got back to his truck he asked me if I would like any fresh fruit. He was carrying mangoes and gave me 2 mangoes and a 20 dollar bill, one mango for each parent because he knows they are going through a tough time and that that was really all he had to give.
I drove around with a saint tonight. A man who truly understood what service was about. I don't think hes been to church in years, but he truly understood that we were put here to help each other out. If I had had anything to do all day, If Blake hadn't run over something to puncture the tire, If I hadn't been indecisive at Nathans I wouldn't have ever met Gordy. But I saved his ass tonight by getting him the parts he needed on a day that it should have been impossible to get anything. And Gordy showed me that really men of God are sometimes the ones you least expect.

Goodnight and Godbless
Hangman