Helping

Last night Matt and I were driving home from hanging out with Jamie and i saw a car parked on the side of the road, except that it was in a place that cars aren't supposed to be parked so i assumed it was stalled or something. Then about 50 feet ahead of the car were two people frantically waving their arms and yelling So i figured that i should stop and help them. Anyhow, turns out they ran out of gas and the gas station that was closest was closed. So we took them to a gas station and got gas for them and such. During the 20 minutes we spent with them they divulged pretty much their whole life story and kept offering us money for helping (which we refused). By the end they just couldn't seem to understand why we didn't want anything from them. It made me sad. Is our world that bad that people won't just help each other out? They made me realize how much of a broken world we live in. I'm glad Matt was with me because if he wasn't i wouldn't have stopped, and turns out these people really needed our help and they just needed to see that people will help you without asking for anything in return.