You’re on the way to a local church meeting, driving through the country roads. With your toddler in the backseat in a car seat. It was snowing pretty hard outside while you drove. While you were driving a figure appeared, walking in the snow bundled up.

The figure was a young man, walking alone in the cold rural landscape. He’s hands shoved in his pockets, a cowboy hat on his head dusted in snow, and his boots leaving prints in the snow. He glanced up hearing the sound of a car, walking closer to the ditch. But he didn’t have high expectations that the car would stop to give him a ride.