Once, I was driving my car and was stuck in traffic. It was about lunchtime and my stomach started to growl. I cried, “Please, Jesus, provide me with something to eat! Please, Jesus, do not forsake me!”
And miraculously, a taco slid from under my car seat! It must’ve fallen out of my Taco Bell bag a week-or-so ago! Yet I was so happy that Jesus Christ answered my prayers that I ate the taco in under a minute. “Praise Jesus!” I joyfully declared. It was a miracle!
Alas, an hour later, Satan gave me food poisoning and I shit my pants. I must not have prayed hard enough that day.
-JKD
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