About six months ago, I wrote a post about something, that to this day, still bothers me. During the past week, I had a second chance to do what I considered to be the right thing. Not that it helped the man I left walking in the dark all those months ago, but it helped someone else.A co-worker and I were on the drive home from a twelve hour day. She was filling out paperwork while I was driving, and I passed a truck on the side of the expressway with its flashers on, then a man walking about 100 feet from it, head down, hands in his pocket, coat zipped up as far as it could be to cover his face.I hesitated for a moment, then continued driving before braking and pulling off to the side. "There's a man broke down back there, is it going to freak you out if I stop and pick him up?" I asked my colleague. "No, but it would freak me out if you did it when you were alone". I put the car in reverse and backed up to the stranger.The next exit was over four miles away, and it was bitter, bitter cold. He'd run out of gas and didn't have a cell phone to call anyone. I handed him my phone so that he could call for help. We left him at a fast food restaurant off of the exit so that he could wait for the person that was coming to get him. I made sure that he had enough money to buy a coffee to warm himself up."Thanks", he kept repeating to me. "Thanks so much. If I see you along the road, I'll be sure to stop.""If you see anyone that needs a hand, just help them," I responded, "That can be your thanks back to me".He looked stunned for a second, then something--almost light--dawned on his face, and with a cracking voice he responded, "I'm going to. I'm going to help someone else, for you. Thanks, lady".And I'm certain that he will; I know not many certainties in life, but with all that is within me, I know that.And there lies the dilemma within me. Had I been alone, would I have stopped? I believe that even if it were just myself, this was a person that simply needed a hand. After all this time, it bothers me that I haven't answered this question, that I don't know this about me.Am I the sort that only offers hope when it fits into my time frame? When I am secure in my surroundings? When they are dressed appropriately and don't appear too desperate? When it's light and sunny and not dark and cold? When it's convenient for me? How many others on a daily basis do I pass, walking along some other road that I cannot even see, that I don't give a second thought to? The old woman across the road from me, shoveling herself out from the snow storm? The woman in the supermarket whose children were running up and down the aisles, her baby in one arm, screaming, shoppers glaring at her, the sheer exhaustion in her eyes weighing me down? The man who I only made eye contact with for one second as he was shoving along his shopping cart full of possessions while I scurried as fast as I could to my car?How many chances did I let pass me by to alter a persons perception of what type of kindness this world holds? Would I have stopped, that night last week, had I been alone in my car? I don't know the answer to that, even now. That's what makes this full circle seem more of a jagged line, piercing in and out of my soul.
When I see someone who appears to need help, I will roll down my window a little and offer to call for them on my cell. Or sometimes, like on the highway where I can't stop, I will just call 911 and have the dispatcher send someone.
You aren't responsible for every random person who runs out of gas. You ARE responsible for your kids. There are people who are paid to help others (police, etc.). Send them, keep driving, and keep yourself safe.
You will be repaid for your kindness one day. I believe that.
There are other ways to help -- use your cell phone, stop and offer yours through the window, running for a gallon of gas and brining it back, etc.
But that's just me.
I like the thoughts behind your post, however. Helping others should is one place where we should never second guess ourselves.
No.
It was so cold on Friday night. I was late. I was tired. I didn't have any money. So I didn't stop for a guy I saw on the street, and I can't stop thinking about him ever since. No, you are not the only one. But maybe by reading and talking and doing we can narrow the margin a bit. Thank you for writing this post.
Each situation is different and needs to be considered on its own. Just how cold/hot is it outside? How much immediate danger is the stranded motorist facing? If things look really bad and I feel I can provide assistance that they can't wait for from trained professionals then I'll stop. Otherwise I put my cell phone minutes to good use.
But the ones I can do...your question is a good one. Do I take them? Do I take enough?
I do take some and that's something. It's a lot, actually, I think.
We go by gut, and if our gut is a well-developed and confident voice with good esteem, it works pretty well for us.
There are many avenues for helping out.
Julie
Using My Words
Putting yourself in danger doesn't help anyone, right? Your big heart needs to be around to help more people. Thanks for writing this my precious friend.
Many people have phrased my thoughts much better than I can,especially the first comment.
I just think that you should consider this: I know you have great faith, you believe in God and good things. SO, you have to believe in the real evil that is in the world, too.
It is sad, but also a fact.
It true when you said that you would have helped a dog. But dogs have never raped, kidnapped or tortured anyone.
It is conflicting but necessary that you BE SAFE.
Phooey, I hit publish before I mentioned the most important part:
I am glad that you picked that man up and I believe he will repay the kindness as well. I am glad you were in a better position safety wise, so you could help.
Heidi
There is no judgement to be had there.
You did good, friend.
Please don't do it by yourself..unless it's someone you know.
Your musical taste rocks and so do your posts.
Have a nice day.
Don't beat yourself up over the what-ifs (I know - easier said than done). You remind me of my bff - so smart, and with a tendency to overthink things- and I mean that in a good way. Just, smart.
What you did was beautiful.
When I got back to my home my family was trying desperately to reach me. My step-sister had been driving by and saw me letting a strange man into my car. She was worried sick and had been calling everyone trying to reach me. I was lectured to pieces and told in no uncertain terms that giving strange people on the side of the road, rides is not a job for a women alone.
I have heeded that advice ever since, but several times I have been plagued by feelings of guilt because of it. I am a mother now though, and that makes my decision easier. That and knowing how furious my husband would be.
I believe the best of people but I've also been attacked in broad daylight in a public park so I am also cautious.
And I'm sure he will help someone else, sometime, somewhere.
I am sure he will pay it back.
Second, I agree! There is a diffrence in taking a dangerous risk and then there's the side of caution, for you and your children.
Love ya!
Weighing the risks is a challenging task.
Once again, I find you amazing.
xxoo
Andrea
But stay safe, friend, stay safe.