This morning just after I dropped Aaron's bags at the day care and started the car, I realized I just had to crap. You know, it was like this sudden, immediate necessity that couldn't be ignored.
Just had to crap.
I could feel the blood draining from my face. I was about to brace myself for the worst. How many times did I insist on getting a WC installed in the boot? My mind was faltering and despite all my concentration being used up in trying to hold, I could see defeat staring me in the eye.
In my desperation I must have mentioned the urge aloud. And god heard me.
"There's a public toilet just around the corner, daddy," I heard him say . . .
Without trying to find out how he gottu know about it, I drove like an automatic pilot, following my son's directions . . . and there was salvation in sight, my mecca, my savior . . . a white building with a halo around it . . .
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When I came back to the parked car, Aaron was smiling. "Who's gonna clean?"
"There's an uncle who's been hired to," I answered, relieved.
God was in my car.
4 comments:
Been there, done that in every way.
God certainly was with you.
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I wonder why I asked you to check out my blog? I've been so nutty these last few weeks. Hope you are well. VG is doing some interesting art.
Did little Aaron tell you Uncle has been diligent on his assignment these days!! Especially after the Hunan Chicken and Plate of Wontons.. Keep getting more of these assignments his way.. you got god to attend to!! And he got a belly for the whole of china it seems..
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