Jalopy vs. Minivan
It was around 6:00 pm on a Wednesday night back in January. I got off work, picked up my girls, and went to the grocery store. When I got home and pulled up to my apartmen to try and get into my garage, I saw a burgundy Oldsmobile parked in front of my neighbors and my garage area. Ordinarily, I wouldn’t have noticed except I couldn’t get my big minivan (why they call them minivans is beyond me) into my garage. I needed to swing wide to maneuver it into my garage (which I learned the hard way one day by scraping up one side of the van and denting the garage door when I miscalculated the size of the van and the garage). Anyway, while attempting to maneuver this van numerous times with no success, I noticed my neighbor’s door open and a woman came out of the apartment, immediately I thought, Great she is going to be courteous and move her car. Well I was wrong because the woman just stood there with a phone on one ear and a cigarette in one hand and stared at me in a confrontational way. I know this person sees me trying to get this van into my garage is what I thought. Now the old Felicia would have jumped out my van, removed the cigarette, put it out on her forehead and said something really offensive. I was really tempted *y'all, especially when she blew smoke rings in my direction and smiled sarcastically.
Instead good prevailed, and I took the high road and pulled up next to her and said “Excuse me Ma’m could you please move your vehicle so that I can get into my garage, because I always have a hard time driving this big ‘ole van into my space.” She looked at me and said, “Oh I’m sorry! Is my car in your way? Oh, I didn’t know!” It took nearly all of my good spirituality not to say, “ Heifer you know your jalopy is in my way and you don’t even live out here!” But I took the high road again, smiled, and politely said, “Thank You, Ma’m.” As she got into her car and moved it, I immediately thought to myself I have changed Lord because any other time I would have moved her car out of the way with my van and dared her to say something. We would have been two unsaved individuals fighting over a parking space and ultimately going to jail or worse. It would have been hard trying to explain to my kids why mommy is in jail because she got mad and couldn’t control herself, when I always tell them to be nice and not to fight over small stuff.
I am ultimate proof that anyone can change for the better if they accept the Lord whole heartedly into their lives.
Can anyone out there relate?
Be Blessed *Y'all.
18 August 2006
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Amen.
Hello Felicia,
Well sis, let's thank our Father for self-control. Normally, I would have been encouraging you to do something crazy; I thank the Lord Jesus Christ for chaging me. You see, I had it all wrong thinking that I had to fight every battle. Wow, the enemy had me twisted. I have learned that temptation will come, cut the Lord will provide a way of escape. Awesome!!! I have to often remind people that being save does not mean that you are weak, but we come to realize that we are strong is Jesus Christ.
Love you lady and continue to allow God to use you!
Ole partner in Crime, BUT NOT I SAVED, SANTIFIED, AND FILLED WITH THE HOLY GHOST!!!
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