Have you ever thought to yourself, I am in the Right Place at the Right Time? Well here is an experience I had of God putting me in the right place at just the right moment.

I had promised a friend I would come out and see his new apartment on the outskirts of Moscow. We worked at the US Embassy in Moscow in 1992. It was a rainy winter night and he lived way outside of the center of Moscow. Driving in Moscow during the day is a challenge where roads are not marked and they are in bad condition. Driving at night is just plain dangerous. People drive without headlights and adding slick roads was just scary. We had just finished a workout at the velodrome and headed to his apartment. It took 45 minutes to get to his apartment and when we pulled into the guarded compound there was a frantic woman screaming for help. She had just arrived in Moscow as the wife of a Canadian Diplomat. Her husband had not returned yet on the Embassy shuttle, but her new born baby was not breathing. She had no idea where to find help. She had no way to phone for help, didn't speak Russian and she had only been in country two days and we were thirty minutes from the city. I told her I could take her to the Canadian Embassy or we could try driving to the Kremlin Clinic, because I knew where that was and that it was closer than the Embassy. She piled into the back of my ugly little Russian made Lada and we started off. As we got to the gate of the compound we saw the shuttle was arriving, so we grabbed her husband. Now driving as fast as my Lada would move, I began to pray. The husband and wife were busy giving mouth to mouth and crying in the backseat while I dodged cars and pothole. Every once in a while I would hear a little scream, so I prayed harder. There are no lines on the road and no markers at roads edge. My windshield wipers were never reliable. Most cars do not use headlights so it was like driving in Disneyland's Mister Toad's Wild Ride. When we finally pulled up to the gates of the heavily guarded Kremlin Clinic, they told me to get lost. The clinic is only for members of the Supreme Soviet, only Communists in good standing. All the while the parents were crying in the back seat. The child was still not breathing and turning blue. I was told "The clinic is only for members of the Politburo and we were not welcome." I told the Guard I was an American Diplomat and I would call our Ambassador and he would call Mister Yeltsin and there would be an international incident if he allowed a diplomat's son to die at the gate of his hospital. He made a quick call and immediately opened the gate and we went in. The doctors saved the child with a tracheotomy right in the lobby. He would have died in a few more minutes they said. After about an hour the child was stable and the husband came out to thank me. He had called the Embassy and they were on the way to help. He asked who I was? I must be someone important, because the doctors were told we were very important VIP 's and must be treated immediately. They had never treated anyone outside of the Supreme Soviets. When I told him I was a carpenter with the US Embassy he laughed. He also said he and his wife were grateful but never more afraid in their lives. I said I understood. A sick child is a great fear for anyone. He said they were more scared of the ride than the trauma of the sick baby. They could not see a road half the time through the wipers that barely worked and too many cars had just barely missed us! They said the constant sound of my prayer finally gave them a peace that surpassed understanding. They knew anyone that had God's ear and could intercede with him to get us here alive, must be loved by God. God puts me in the right place at the right time.

President Trump was elected at just the Right Time! He is driving us all to the Hospital to heal America! We may not see the road clearly, But God does! Everything with Socialism is about perception. The Soviets were afraid of how it would look if the child died and a international scandal would follow, not that the child's life was precious. The Democrats are the same. They couldn't care less about the people that were dying in the desert while illegally crossing our borders or children being detained in cages, when Obama was President. They don't care about them now. The just see a way to bash our President and use it to further their agenda and take power. The Stimulus Pork Bill is about political payoff for the Democrats and not the saving of small businesses. God has put President Trump in the Right place at the Right time. Pray for him so we too will survive. We may not see clearly the road ahead, but we are here because God is in control!