True Testimony to The LORD's Faithfulness

True Testimony to The LORD's Faithfulness
email from Donna (Thanks, D!)

~I just had to share this, because I was so blessed by it.
GOD said, HE always takes care of HIS own: ALWAYS.
Here is just ONE testimony:


I just returned from New Jersey. While en route there, I was stuck in
traffic on Interstate 81, just below the Virginia state line, (Bristol,
Tennessee), due to a traffic accident with a fatality involved. This
accident involved a tanker truck hauling a hazardous material load that
developed a leak, which meant that we weren't going anywhere for several
hours.

After being told by the Tennessee state troopers that we would be
sitting still until the clean up was completed, I set my brakes on the
truck and got out to stretch my legs. Other truck drivers did the same,
and at one point there were 5 of us standing there by my truck,
complaining. Sitting right beside me in the left lane were two elderly
people in a Silverado pick up truck, which was loaded quite well. The
man, (Joe), lowered his window and asked what was going on regarding the
traffic situation.

Soon we were all talking with this couple. I mentioned that if I had
known about this, I would have bought something to drink, (water), for I
was becoming thirsty. The lady, (Anna), said that they had plenty of
water and sodas in the cooler in the bed of the truck and offered
everyone present something. While she was back there, she said that she
had plenty of tuna salad made up, and asked if we would be interested in
a sandwich. After some urging from Joe, we agreed to a sandwich. While
Anna was making the sandwiches on the tailgate of the truck, she was
singing like a songbird. To be close to 70, (I guess), she had a
remarkable voice. When she finished making the sandwiches, and putting
everything up, Joe raised the tailgate of the truck to close it. I
noticed a Mississippi license plate on it. I inquired as to what part
of Mississippi they were from. Joe said Biloxi. Knowing that Biloxi
had been ravaged also by hurricane Katrina, I asked if they sustained
any damage. Joe said that they lost everything but what they had on and
what was in the pickup. All of us drivers tried unsuccessfully to pay
them for their drinks and the sandwiches. They would have nothing to do
with it. Joe said that their son was living around Harrisonburg,
Virginia and that they were going there. He was in the real estate
business and that there was a home that became open, and that they were
going to start all over there. Starting over at their age would not be
easy.

I will soon be 48 years old, and I have to say that I have never eaten a
tuna sandwich with side orders of reality and humility. These people
lost everything except the pictures, important documents, and some
clothes. Joe had managed to get their antique heirloom grandfather
clock into the bed of the truck and Anna got her china and silverware,
but that was all. These wonderful people lost practically everything
they owned and still would not accept any money for their food and
drinks. Joe said that "it was better to give than it is to receive."

They sought refuge behind a block wall that he had built years ago, and
they watched their belongings and their home dissappear in the winds of
Hurricane Katrina. Joe said that during all this he had one hand holding
onto Anna and the other holding on to God. Their truck and themselves
came out of Katrina unscathed.

As I stated before, Anna was singing a song while making the sandwiches.
The song is titled "I know who holds tomorrow," an old gospel song. She
knew every word and was quite a gifted singer of it. Have you ever
heard it? The chorus of this song is, "Many things, about tomorrow, I
don't seem to understand. But I know who holds tomorrow, and I know who
holds my hand." There is no doubt, in my mind, who was holding both
their hands. I know there have been many, many emails that have
circulated over the years about things that will touch your heart, but
this one I personally was involved in.

Forget all of the politics that the news is striving on, and think about
people just like Joe and Anna. If you can, help out with the victims
relief funds. If you cannot, at least offer a prayer for everyone.

Do what you wish with this email, forward it, delete it, whatever. I
know that these two elderly people got to this old boy. I will always
remember them. Joe and Anna, if by some strange way, you, or someone
you know gets this, and shows it to you, God Bless you!

Mike Dowdy
Hartselle, Alabama

Whatever you have done unto the least of these, you have done it unto Me.