God has his way of bringing home the fact that we all are His children, even if some may be more difficult than others. I had an incident at work myself last year. I have Bi-Polar Disorder (Manic-Depressive to you Old-Schoolers) complicated with a major dose of Clinical Depression. I have attacks at unpredictable times, and they hit with very little warning. You know, I'll be fine one minute, and a 270 pound sobbing mass of jelly the next. I had an attack during my first break that day, just sitting at a table in the break room chatting with a pleasant woman I worked with a few years ago. Suddenly, it just hit. She had no idea what to do, but a woman at the next table, a supervisor, did. Although she was a Christian, she and I didn't see eye-to-eye on many things, mostly her supervisory methods. She went right into action, spoke to me calmly and soothingly, and offered to help me to the Supervisor's break room (normally off-limits to us regular working types). Once there, she told the other supervisors to clear out, that I needed the room. She got me a damp cloth and a box of tissues, and put in a call to my wife. Without the Lord working through Nicole, I wouldn't have come out of the situation as well or as soon as I did. As it was, I missed three days of work. My first day back, my immediate supervisor tried reading me out for leaving without filling out the required paperwork. Well, Nicole was in the room at the time, and she read HIM out! Keep in mind, this guy had more than 10 years seniority on Nicole, and was acting shift superintendant (the guy in charge of the entire plant) that day. Later that day, I made a point of taking her aside and thanking her for all she did for me. I then went on to ask her forgivenness for my attitude towards her in the past. Since then, it has been totally different between her and me. Through God working through Nicole, I have a new friend.
CORVAIR: When you care enough to drive the vairy best!