One day my kids and I were driving from church it was really hot so we decided to McDonald's and get ice cream. I noticed an old guy walking down the street and oddly felt like I should pick him up. At first I thought it was just me but I just got the strongest impression in my heart so I just turned around drove up to him asked if he needed a ride. It turned out he had missed his bus, it was Sunday so the crosstown bus didnt' come by again for a couple hours. He told he had been praying God would send help. I learned something - listen to that still, small voice, the Holy Spirit doesn't scream, I might be an answer to a prayer.