CHRISTMAS FEATURE – Last Christmas my family of 18 people moved to St. George from Hawaii. Of course it was to be a hard Christmas because of moving expenses and things, but we had three miracles happen in a week.
My seven kids, my friend, and I stopped at a well-known farm to inquire about prices on Christmas trees, and a kind man touched me on my arm and said: “Let me give your family a gift.” We followed him to his home and he gave us a 9-foot-tree that his grandsons had just chopped down.
The tears could not stop flowing.
A few days later, I was in Smiths with my friend and we saw a set of Pyrex bowls on sale. “Man, I hope those are still on sale in a few weeks!” I said. Then I walked over to the vegetable section and a woman came over to me and asked if I wanted to purchase those bowls. I didn’t really know what to say – I was thrown off guard – so I said, stammering: “Well, yes . . . ?” She handed me a $20 bill and said: “Go buy those bowls.” And she walked away. I stood there for a few minutes stunned trying to absorb what just happened.
I finally got my feet moving to find her, hug her and give her a crying, “Thank you!”
The next day on Christmas Eve, my seven kids, the same friend, and I were waiting at Smiths gas station. A man at the pump yelled out to me: “Hey you, red suburban!” and ushered us over to the pump. I thought he was being kind of rude as I was waiting for another car to go first, as I thought he had been waiting first. So I pulled up to the pump, got out, and the man said: “What do you want, regular, super or plus?” “Oh, just regular, thank you,” I said, finding it strange as I thought it was self-serve. “Get in your car, it’s cold,” he said. So I got in thinking, “sheesh, not even my husband orders me around like that.”
A few minutes later I realized I hadn’t told the man how much I wanted. So I jumped out in a hurry as he was closing my gas cap. “Merry Christmas!” he said.
I told him thank you and looked up at the pump and thought, “$113 oh my! Oh well, I can’t do anything now.”
So I went up to the window to pay, using the last of my money, only for the cashier to tell me: “That man paid your bill.” I stood looking at her completely speechless.
I got back into the car still in shock as I tried to put into words to my kids what had just happened, and I just broke down in tears.
That man, a complete stranger had no idea how much he helped me. He was an angel. Never in my entire life have I experienced this kind of kindness.
The best part was that my kids got to witness and feel the amazing kindness a human being can bring to another. We were, and still are, so blessed.
St. George is a town of miracles. We have been through tough times this year, a lot of ups and downs, but the people we have met and the miracles that have happened, have made our life so humbly joyful.
I truly hope these “angels” read this and know from the bottom of my heart, I thank you and will always remember and share your amazing gifts of kindness. Much much mahalo and Mele Kalikimaka! From the Waltjens Plus.
Submitted by: Tamera Ethier-Waltjen
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