I’m driving home from a department store earlier tonight when I notice a woman on the sidewalk just ahead of me. I’m thinking about going to midweek tonight and trying to get home in time for dinner with the family before leaving. I’m also thinking about being on time and not being late.

It’s then that I notice that she is having a seizure. Not a small one, a grand mal seizure of the kind my niece used to have.

You know that for the briefest of moments, I actually thought that if I continued home that someone else would take care of this woman.

As it turns out, while I was running inside the store to get them to call 911, another woman did come to her aid. When I ran back out, the seizure was over and the two women were talking. Fortunately, the EMT’s arrived less than a minute later. This woman had been seizure for at least 2 minutes and she was lying on snow and ice two feet from one of the busiest streets in the area.

God is indeed gracious to all of us. I’ll gladly suffer bronchitis knowing that this woman is now okay. I am truly grateful for the other woman, whom I met briefly, for being there. As far as I know, the woman is doing okay.