The other day my car broke down. I was not near my house when I turn a corner and giant crash underneath my car and a loud scraping sounds. I immediately pull off the road into an abandoned building drive way (not one of my better choices). Im sitting there, supposed to be meeting a friend for breakfast and panicking. I call my dad, then call my mom and then back and forth between the two of them trying to figure out where my directionally impaired butt is. Finally I figure it out, end up having my coffee in the bank across the street. This starts getting driven to work later that day and then picked up later that evening.
My mom picks me up, we go to get pizza which was weird because I hardly eat unhealthy foods anymore. So on our way home I see this weird bird in the road and as we get closer I see its a duck sitting up squawking. I tell my mom we need to turn around. We drop off the pizza, turn around and I see the ducklings down in the storm drain.
So it ends up with a bunch of neighbors and the upper half of my body down in the storm drain fishing out these little ducks.
All I could think is this is how God must feel. Hanging over us, trying to call us to him and yet we keep squawking down in the drain scared and panicked even though Gods right their trying to help us.
Anyways, I kept thinking how crazy it is that we have storm drain covers with holes this big. So I put on the mayor of my cities Facebook and within moments her and I are emailing about how we can fix this. I get in-touch with Mr.Neighbors about replacing not only the one storm drain cover, but changing the entire standard in the entire city. It felt so good to be able to help prevent things like this.
Everything in my day lined up to strangely for this to happen, and despite the expensive car repair, I would say it was well worth the opportunity.
Feel free to share this story with your local government to help prevent any situations like this from happening again especially in an area with so much wildlife.