Mar. 09, 2005 - 5:47 p.m.
$250.
Thats how much money I found yesterday at a CVS. It was in the twizzlers. I gave it to the cashier all the while fighting the urge to just stuff in my pocket. No one else saw it laying there. I could've very easily stuffed it in my pocket.
very easily.
Every now and then I just stop and say "$250!" while shaking my head.
I know it was very good of me to turn it in, and God loves me because of it. But I was thinking what if God wanted me to have the $250? I haven't been praying for money cause I think its a little off to pray for more money, but I've definetly been telling Him about how much $ I don't have. I keep thinking about that joke about the guy drowning who says "God will save me." after a boat and then a helicopter tries to save him and he goes to heaven and asks God why He didn't save him and God replies that He sent him a boat and a helicopter. So what if God had someone loose the $250? What if He meant for me to have it but I passed it up?
Yes, this is what I've been comtemplating all day.
$250!
damn.
$250.
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