As I was driving home tonight I decided to ask God for something to fix my problems. I said “God, I need some money.” As soon as the words came out of my mouth I drove through this
lake giant puddle. I immediately read that as an answer from God. “Uh, NO. Everybody asks me for that. Can you please be a little more creative?” So I shouted back “OKAY GOD, I GET IT! I’m sorry. I’ll try to ask for the more important things.” The thing is, I should have hydroplaned and gone into a ditch, but I coasted straight through, so I’m guessing God was also letting me know that he has my back, but that I need to stop being so stupid.
Yes, I talk to myself, and sometimes to God, in my car. So sue me.
So, God, if you’re reading my blog, I think it would be really awesome if you could send me about 20 rolls of B&W film this weekend. It would also be pretty cool if my rent got paid and I got a bunch of gluten-free, healthy groceries. I’m also planning this trip for next May, please make it happen God. Thanks for everything.