Muddy Pants and Rock and Roll

On the way to school this morning I was running later than usual, but not so terribly late that I couldn't stop for someone.
As it turns, out that's exactly what God had in mind for me to do.
The man came over from his flat tire to talk to me.
"Thank you for stopping," the he said.
"Do you need some help?"
"I don't have the wrench to change my tire."
"I'll go get mine." I went and got the wrench and helped him change the tire, accidentally kneeling in some mud in the process.
The real irony here comes later, during Philosophy class.
One hypothetical situation came up during class:
Suppose you're walking along the road next to a body of water in which you see a child drowning. Provided that you can swim and that helping the child won't make anything worse happen, we concluded as a class that you are morally obligated to help -- even if it means getting your pant's muddy!
We actually talked about muddy pants!
I couldn't help but go to my professor after the class and point to the mud on my pants.
"It's funny that we would talk about muddy pants," I said. "Because I have mud on my jeans from stopping to help a guy change a flat tire on my way to class this morning."
My professor smiled. "Rock and roll!"

PS: Tony
Tonight, Tony needed help, but not the kind I could give him. His car overheated and he was hoping it would cool and run again, but it didn't seem to be working, so he was figuring he would need to get it towed. But he has AAA, so it wouldn't have done any good for me to stay there. However, he did say that my stopping to help him did convince him that maybe Ohioans are as nice the folks in Kentucky where he's from.

PPS: A Prayer
Thank you, Lord, for the opportunities you gave me today. Thank you for giving me a willingness to take advantage of them. I know I wasn't inclined to help Tony, but you brought me to him anyway. If I'm completely honest, I don't think I was particularly eager about stopping for the man with the flat either. But the wonderful thing about your grace is that "all that it asks it provides" (to borrow from Caedmon's Call). Pour out your grace on me by continuing to provide me with both opportunities and a willing spirit; they are both undeserved gifts.