Driving home from Arp Easter weekend, I managed to lock myself in a bathroom at a gas station in Palestine. My mom was asleep in the car so she didn't notice how long I was gone. Folks kept knocking, but couldn't hear me over the noise. Aside from the heat panic brings, they also had the hot water heater in the ladies' room (how did that make sense?) so it was sweltering. I prayed and prayed and prayed (while standing - I was sure God would understand why I couldn't risk kneeling) and finally managed to jiggle the door just right to open it. Had there been familiar witnesses, this would be one of my most embarrassing moments. As it was, the relief to be freed was overwhelming.
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Driving home from Arp Easter weekend, I managed to lock myself in a bathroom at a gas station in Palestine. My mom was asleep in the car so she didn't notice how long I was gone. Folks kept knocking, but couldn't hear me over the noise. Aside from the heat panic brings, they also had the hot water heater in the ladies' room (how did that make sense?) so it was sweltering. I prayed and prayed and prayed (while standing - I was sure God would understand why I couldn't risk kneeling) and finally managed to jiggle the door just right to open it. Had there been familiar witnesses, this would be one of my most embarrassing moments. As it was, the relief to be freed was overwhelming.
Maybe I need to start leaving my office at the church unlocked too...
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