If I were to die today, when I met God I would have just one question. It wouldn’t be what is the meaning to life or why he let so and so do whatever they did. I would have one question for God. Why was it so hard to find a church in New York? I mean throw me a bone here. It’s not like I’m not trying. What lesson were you trying to teach me? Okay that’s two questions but ok.
Stay tuned for this week’s adventure of the black girl who can’t find a church. This week we have black girl traveling to Brooklyn to what’s supposed to be an awesome church. Black girl is really excited because her past church experiences have left her a little hungry for corporate worship. She gets to the subway. Twenty minute wait. She hops on the subway. Forty five minute ride. By this time black girl is a little panicked. She only allotted 1 ½ hours travel time to church and now it appears she may be late. She exits the subway to catch the bus. Fifteen minute wait. Black girl decides to start walking the same route the bus takes. How far would she really have to walk?
Ten minutes later…Black girl decides to just wait for the bus. Its 80 degrees plus humidity and she forgot to wear her invisible suit that makes her impervious to heat. Twenty minutes later the bus comes. Have you been adding? It’s been almost two hours and black girl has not made it to church. She is late and probably missing the ushers taking up the third offering right now. She is on the bus just riding. Riding. Wishing her cape wasn’t in the shop so she could fly to church. By this time it’s close to 11:15 and church started 45 minutes ago. Black girl feels her powers fading as it seems she may never reach her destination and get reenergized. But wait! Just then she remembers she has a source of power stored in her purse. Aw wait. Yes there it is. She pulls out her Bible! Duh duh duh duh duh (that’s silly superhero music). So she decides that she doesn’t want to disrespect someone’s church by walking in more than an hour late. She gets off the bus, crosses the street and waits for the bus that will take her in the opposite direction home.
All jokes aside this really did happen and looking for a church has been discouraging. Please pray.
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Oh no! I can't believe you went all that way and didn't get what you came for. Same thing happened to me and Dionna going to the Backstreet Boys' concert. (FYI, I recovered MUCH more quickly than she did. Trust.)
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