The clean car17

Today, while I was out running I saw a very nice car parked near Flushing Meadow Park. I said to myself, “These people keep their car so clean! I shall have to bless the car.”

I put my left hand on the car to bless it. But then, O God, all my fingers became dirty!

From a distance, the car looked so nice.


RB 971. 27 November 1988