It had just started sprinkling. I was hurrying home in my car, anxious and stressed, having put off until the last minute writing a keynote speech I was to give the next day.
In my preoccupied state I barely registered the tiny woman walking along the shoulder of the busy coastal highway where I live. Carrying a baby in one arm and holding the hand of a small child in the other, she was not much bigger than the child walking next to her. Still at least a mile from town, neither she nor her children had any substantial clothing to protect them from the rain.
I knew I needed to stop and help her, but my mind said “this is not a good time, you absolutely need to get back and write this speech. Do it another time when you are less stressed. Surely someone else will come by and help her.”
Yet a quiet persistent voice said “this is what you must do. She is in a dangerous area with two small children and you are the one that needs to help her - now!“