Hot Like Ebola!!!: The Lord is Gracious and Compassionate

A woman called me and left a message saying, "Hi, I think I have your wallet... call me." Lo and behold, she had been driving on Nevada and seen a red wallet with everything dumped out. She pulled over and, in an uncommon act of kindness, risked her own safety to pick up everything she could see and stuff it all back in. So I drove out to Tum Tum and picked up my wallet from her, which had everything except the cash and the debit card for matt and my joint account. Yay!

Two weird things:
1. The part of nevada where she found my wallet was not a part I was driving on, which confirms the "stolen" theory. Also, she said my wallet was empty and the contents were scattered wildly, suggesting someone had taken them out before dumping them.
2. She got my number by calling 411 and asking for the number connected to the address on my license. When I explained to her that I didn't know my wallet was missing until I got to the rodeo, she said, "Oh I wish the address was linked to your cell phone! We found your card on the way to the Deer Park Rodeo! We were there, too!"

Thanks, Jesus.

:: submitted by Jenevieve, 9:45 PM
id="comments">1 Comments:

dude. that's weird. and cool. go jesus.

k, i officially need to stop commenting on blogs now and go to sleep.