Leaving worry, to faith!

Rushing for the train, yellow lights as good as green, and red ones just a challenge! Roaring down the road, screeching into the parking lot- PHEW! ...coast....coast... NO SPOTS! ARGH! The train is already blaring it's horn, and I'm still scrambling for a spot. The girlfriend is looking like she's lost all hope of ever getting home. I swing into the Cleaner's lot - "NO PARKING - CUSTOMERS ONLY - VIOLATORS WILL BE TOWED UNDER OWNERS EXPENSE!" Oh well, we're out and running to make it on board. We do. Phew. Only then does it sink in... Not only is it not my truck... but it's unlocked, parked in a tow zone... in the middle of the most ghetto part of the neighborhood. The girl loses another couple shades of color. I won't be back for 4 hours but I figure there's nothing I can do. So I call on Arch Angel Michael and put a deterring bubble of energy around the truck, passing the worry on to the top of the pyramid, through my higher self and beyond.

I arrive, the train blocks my view. It slowly starts to roll out of the way. I dare not get my hopes up to high... and there it is. Proud and red and trucky. Unburglarized... Phew?

Yes, phew.

Thanks to Michael for keeping it safe : )