Our Lady of the Thruway
I had a busy and incredibly stressful day that ended with overnighting some items to a friend who has traveled cross-country to be with her mother as she dies. I haven’t been able to afford gas, and as I merged on to the interstate, my car began to slow down and shudder a bit. Empty tank.
“Please,” I prayed. “Get me through this, get me to the next exit and a gas station.”
“Nah,” God replied. “You need a firm lesson on planning ahead and taking basic care of yourself before you put yourself out for others. Plus, you didn’t make it to Mass today.” The car slowed down and shuddered to a stop as I pulled over.
