Sunday

uncomfortable

So, I messed up real good. I went out tonight with my friend Shannon.. and the dog ended up poo'ing in the house, SO what do we do? Put it in a paper bag of course. What do I do? Convince Shannon it would be hillarious if we set it on fire on someones doorstep of course. So we plan it for my friend Amandas doorstep. It's cement, her house is covered in brick/cement, and it just rained out, nothing would start on fire, fo sho. So we go, and we commit our devious act. Turns out the neighbors saw this devious act, got my car and the last three digits on my plate. So the cops are looking for me. And tomorrow my parents are going to get pulled over by the cops and questioned. And I in turn will be maimed and hung upside down in the garage and skinned alive. (They really did used to threaten me with that.) But in reality I will be grounded, not able to drive the car and quite possibly have to quit my job that I just started and not be able to go to Calgary for YLC. So right now, Amanda is on the phone with the cops explaining to them that it was just some of her silly friends trying to pull a prank on her for the one she pulled on them. And I in turn am pushed into relying on the grace of God. Completely and utterly in His arms and powerless. I feel so scared.


O God, I need you so much right now, Jesus, please let your peace and assurance that this is in your hands wash over me right now. Daddy I'm so fricken scared right now. Daddy please take care of this and pour out your grace and compassion on the police officers who are dealing with this, Jesus give them an understanding that it was just a little joke played on a friend and that they themselves obviously have done something similiar. Daddy please let this all just blow over and let everything end up right. I don't know what "right" is.. but Daddy let things be it. O Father, I don't know what to do.. but my eyes are on you. Please help me out of this Dad. I love you.

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