* Claudio Duarte
Paul barely saw the lady, with the car parked on the side of the road.
It was raining hard and it was night.
He realized she needed help.
So he stopped his car and approached.
Her car was quite new, and you thought it might be a thug.
Paul realized that she was very afraid and said:
"I'm here to help you, ma'am. Do not worry.
My name is Paulo and I'm going to change your
flat tire."
Paul bent down, put the monkey, and lifted the car.
Soon, he was already changing the tire.
It got a little dirty and hurt a little, one hand.
As Paul squeezed the wheel nuts, she opened the window and began to talk to him.
He told me that he was from São Paulo and that he was just passing through, and that he did not know how to thank for his precious help.
Paul just smiled as he got up.
In the end she asked how much she owed him.
He had imagined everything bad that could have happened if Paul had not stopped and helped.
Paulo did not think about money, he liked to help people. It was his way, his way of living.
And he answered him,
"If you want to pay me, the next time you find someone who needs help, give this person the help they need, and remember me."
A few miles later, the lady stopped at a small restaurant.
The waitress brought him a clean towel to dry his wet hair, and gave him a smile.
You noticed that the waitress was almost late in her pregnancy, and that did not change her mood.
She was surprised by the kindness of someone who had so little, treat so well to a stranger.
Then he remembered Paul.
After she had finished her meal, and while the waitress was looking for change, she withdrew.
When the waitress came back, she wanted to know where you were, when you noticed something written on the napkin, and under it, 5 notes of $ 100.
Tears filled her eyes as she read what you wrote.
It said:
"You do not owe me anything, I've had enough.
Someone helped me today and I'm helping you anyway. "
If you want to repay me for this money, do not let this love circle break up with you: help someone.
That night, when the waitress went home and lay down on the bed, her husband was already asleep.
She was thinking about the money and what you wrote.
How could that lady know how much she and her husband needed that money?
It was going to be spent with things for the unborn baby next month.
He thought of the blessing he had received.
Thank God.
She turned to the sleeping husband next door, kissed her and whispered,
"Everything will be fine, I love you, Paul." 👉 (The man who changed the tire)
Life is like this, a mirror. Everything that you transmit, comes back to you.
* Cláudio Duarte is a pastor
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