Friday, July 17, 2009

Flood~

I decided to go to the mall after my review classes to buy a connector from my mp3 to the computer so that I can charge it. I knew that the customers in that store waited for the longest time even though they have a systematic way of handling customers and that is by giving numbers. My number was 19 numbers away from the current number being catered. Since I needed this, I decided to pray to God to give me patience. It was truly a test of patience for I stood at the store for the longest hour witnessing how slow the employers are at catering their customers. I did not cuss and I took off all the bad stuff in my mind and prayed for patience at all After waiting for almost like an hour [or more] at the gadget store, I finally got my item.
When approaching the exit of the mall, I could see the vigorous pouring of the rain. I knew this had to be one of the worst rains, and that this kind of rain would not stop easily.I decided to take the longer route to my house by taking the Route 4 which will go to bajada, cabaguio, agdao, then to my destination. Upon riding the jeepney, I could vividly see the strong pour of the rain, and then and there I prayed to God that when I reach my destination, I pray that He would have already stopped the rain or at least slowed it down because I don't want to be soaking wet reaching home. Seeing how selfish my prayer was, I then prayed to God for my mom to have a better shelter at her workplace. And that He would answer that prayer more than He would answer mine.
So then the ride to my home began. The rain never stopped pouring and we reached to the road when there was visible flood. This was at the Bajada road and the flood reached at the knee level of an ordinary person. The jeepney was at first doing okay, and in my mind I was really cheering on for the jeepney to pass this challenge, but unexpectedly, in the middle of the flood, the jeepney stopped. There were a few men willing to push the jeepney for a cost and our jeepney driver had no other choice but to give them money and ask for their help. They helped us get through the flood. But one of them even exhorted money from us, aside from asking from the driver, and I really thought that was very rude of them.
When I thought that was the end of it, the jeepney suddenly won't start. I was quite worried at first, thinking of a way of how I could get myself out of here. I practically looking for other jeepneys or even taxis, but then I thought I could only get myself wet. I'd rather stay inside the jeepney and wait for the rain to stop than to risk myself out there. I continued to pray to God while the driver was also continuously trying to start the car. After another few minutes, the jeepney sounded like it was ready to take off, and I was praying and praying at my seat for God to let the jeepney start. Thankfully He did. He answered my prayer. Not only that, when I reached my destination, the rain slowed down. It slowed down. Again, it slowed down. God for the second time answered my prayer. There was no trisikad to ride, but thankfully the rain was slow enough not to let me be thoroughly wet.

Thank You Lord for answering my prayer.=)

by jiL at 9:46 PM |