None of it made sense. Surely they were supposed to be driving a load somewhere. But when Kathleen realized that they were going to stay all night right alongside her, she broke down. “I’m so sorry for being such a burden.” She began. The couple wouldn’t listen. “This is what people are supposed to do for each other,” the man stated. “We’re just getting you over this hump,” his wife pointed out. “But as long as you keep God Number One in your life, you’re going to be just fine.” Kathleen knew that. Once again, despite her sorrow, she sensed an unexpected peace.

When Kathleen awakened the following morning, the couple and their truck were gone. “I asked the waitress if they had come in to eat breakfast,” Kathleen says, “but she hadn’t seen them since the night before when they were with me.” Perhaps they simply hadn’t wanted to awaken Kathleen. She would miss them, she realized. Without their kindness and steady reassurance, she wondered how she would have coped.

It wasn’t until Kathleen was back in Meeker and life was beginning to settle down, that she began to wonder more specifically about the pair. Where had they come from? How had they seemed to know so much? Most important, had she adequately expressed her gratitude to them? Fortunately, she remembered the name on the truck they were driving. She would contact their boss, tell him how lucky he was to have workers who were so good, so caring of others..

But when she phoned Information, she received a surprise. There was no such listing for this company anywhere in the country. Nor, through any of her contacts, has she been able to locate the company or the drivers.

“I’m still looking,” she says today. “But I don’t think I’ll ever find them.” Not in this life, perhaps. But on the highways of the world, it’s good for all of us to know that angels are there.

Copyrighted 2002, Joan Wester Anderson. For more stories of God’s love, check the website at: www.joanwanderson.com