My Other Play Thing
God has been good to me. He always has been good to me. As I grow older and wiser, I also grow more independent. Nothing demonstrates independence like having a car. I just recently bought my first car and this blessing couldn’t have come at a better time. As the saying goes, “He may not come when you want him, but he is always on time.”
This blessing came to me after a very short prayer. I had just missed for buses on my way to my mother’s house. While waiting for the next bus to come, I made the declaration that I was going to get a car. Missing those four buses was the straw that broke the camel’s back. I was so fed up with the MTA that day. I was tired of the MTA snatching up my eighty-nine dollars for a monthly unlimited MetroCard and being subjected to poor service, smelly buses and train cars, being forced to hear random retarded conversations from people of all ages about nonsense, and witnessing jerks dressed in the flyest gear getting free rides after telling bus drivers some sob story of not having bus fare. When that bus arrived, I boarded, sat down in my seat, bowed my head and prayed to God to bless me with the resources to buy a car and that I was going to get a car by any means necessary.
A week after that prayer, I became the owner of a Nissan Altima. The car came fully loaded with everything but the kitchen sink. It has leather interior, heated driver and passenger seats, GPS, blue tooth so I can talk on my phone hands free, and a rearview camera that shows me how close or how far I am from the curb or another car. It’s great on gas and goes really fast. I didn’t expect to leave the dealership with a luxury car even though I feel that I really deserve it because I am a hard worker and because I’m cute. I am truly blessed. Isn’t God great?
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