The man at the wheel did not say anything. The other man by his side,
fretting and fuming, said, "The time we waste at these red lights -
why, a man could write a book!"
The driver still said nothing.
Finally the man beside him said, "Didn't you hear what I said?"
"No."
"How come?"
"I was talking."
"Whom were you talking to?"
"I was talking to God," he said. "I've been making it a practice
every time I get to a red light to pray for one of my friends. It is
wonderful how many folks I have on my prayer list and how many I have
time to pray for in this way."
Two men were in a car when they had to stop at a red signal light.