The Young Rancher Who Was Our Angel

The Young Rancher Who Was Our Angel

Larry was pastor of Cushing Church of the Nazarene in 1968.  Cathy was a teenager and the three of us drove to Okmulgee on weekday night to a revival at the church there.  As was the custom, we visited after the service and started back to Cushing around 11:00 pm.  The route from Okmulgee to Cushing was up Hwy 75 toward Tulsa, then cross the back roads west to Cushing.  We had driven about 10 miles (in the middle of nowhere) when the lights went out on our old VW.  Without light, etc., Larry wasn't able to determine the cause. 

 All three of us prayed that God would meet our need.  In a few minutes we saw a car approaching and prayed they would stop if it would be someone to help.   The car went on and we were saddened.  However, just a little farther, the driver turned around and came back to ask if we needed help. 

This was in the days before cell phones.  We told him if he would take us to the next little town of Beggs where  there was a pay phone booth we would call someone from Cushing to come get us.  We got to that little town and by this time it was after midnight.  The rancher said: "I can't leave you here with no one around.  I live alone and don't have anything else to do anyway.   He drove us the 56 miles to Cushing and wouldn't let us pay for gasoline or anything. 

We told the rancher that Larry had been thinking of walking to the house where we saw a light in the distance.  He said it was good that he didn't ... the people who lived there were not very cordial to people who stopped by at night.  We thanked God for protecting Larry from that ... and of course we certainly thanked Him for providing  us a ride to Cushing.   The next day a friend took  Larry back to get the VW.  The lesson we learned was that God took care of us.  We give Him the thanks!