Amazing how there is almost always someone at the site of such things when they're needed... After the wreck my best friend from school died in, I was strapped to a bed in a St. Louis trauma ward when they finally told me he'd been pronounced DOA... And of all the people who could have turned up, one of the janitors came in to clean and found me in tears. And then she actually sat and talked with me for a few minutes, in between me bawling my eyes out.

And... it helped. Maybe she didn't have the training to help me medically, but at that point the pain I was in physically wasn't the worst of what I'd been through.

There's a song I used to listen to as a kid, over and over again... The chorus is what really hits home:
"I believe there are angels among us,
Sent down to us from somewhere up above.
They come to you and me in our darkest hour
To show us how to live
Teach us how to give
To guide us with the light of love."

Perhaps that's along the same lines as the floodlight/flashlight idea... Why send down something with wings in pretty robes when there's another human right there, ready and willing to help when it's needed? Maybe most wouldn't think that to be heavenly intervention, but I kinda think it might be.