Those were the words from Dr. Benjamin Franklin as he exited the Constitutional Convention in in 1787 while replying to Philadelphian Mrs. Powell’s question: “what form of government have you given us”?
Today I had a goal. We have a Treeper family in need of prayer; a baby born – and a family in need of comfort. So I settled affairs and drove to a quiet Catholic church where it is always comforting to light a candle and sit in prayer; good, strong deliberate prayer – chicken-soup-for-the-soul type prayer.
Upon exit of the chapel, a few feet past the entrance to the parking lot, I stumbled upon Sam Adams with a flat tire and a spare of little usefulness.
His name wasn’t really Sam Adams, but he held a seemingly gruff and independent disposition when I offered my assistance.
After curtly nodding no, something told me park and try again.
Alas, Sam was essentially correct; after quick review, there was nothing short of a trip to a tire shop that was going to solve the immediate crisis faced. Obviously the viable solution rendered almost all aid offerings moot. In the busyness of what we call life, most are not able to deliver 2 hours of solution at the drop of a hat.
Key word “most”.
Sam’s lucky day.
So off we go, useless wheel now in my trunk and Sam on his cell identifying the closest shop. (more…)







