So our stolen car saga continues. We got a letter from Prince George's County police department saying they found our car. So we went to the police station to get a release form to pick up our impounded car. As we went in I said to Lora, "I have a feeling something is going to go wrong." Sure enough. The lady at the window, who likes customers less than criminals, tells us they can't release it because our car has been involved in the commission of a crime. More specifically, someone used our '97 Honda with 225,000 miles as their getaway car in a bank robbery! They are "sweeping" the car for evidence so we can't get it back till they are done.
Seriously? You steal a '97 Honda with 225,000 mile as your getaway car? I promise you this: if there was a chase after that bank robbery, our Honda wouldn't be able to outrun a cop on a segway! Why don't you steal a Ford Explorer with rims or a mini-cooper with stripes? That's the best you can do?
I have no idea when we'll get our car back, but this pastor is going to be driving around a getaway car used in a bank robbery. Taking the junky car club to the next level baby!
Seriously? You steal a '97 Honda with 225,000 mile as your getaway car? I promise you this: if there was a chase after that bank robbery, our Honda wouldn't be able to outrun a cop on a segway! Why don't you steal a Ford Explorer with rims or a mini-cooper with stripes? That's the best you can do?
I have no idea when we'll get our car back, but this pastor is going to be driving around a getaway car used in a bank robbery. Taking the junky car club to the next level baby!
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Mark, I love this I have been getting a kick out of this saga of yours. Thanks for sharing your life this way. I am sure there is a sermon and possibly a new book in this story of yours. We pastors always find a way to make a good illustration from stories like this. My best car story was the time i left the car unlocked and my radar detector (yes this was back in the day) in the window. Back in Springfield, MO the criminals were to foolish to just check the door so they still did a smash and grab broke my window for no reason :( Not as bad as yours. Sorry for you and your family.
This mini-series will pay huge dividends as sermon and writing material for years to come!
Okay, I must admit, I laughed out loud when I read this because it's just so ridiculous, but just think, it'll be another daily reminder (and maybe laugh) of the lost and hurting people that God has given you the priviledge and call to share His love with. It's also a pretty stinkin' awesome story. Thanks for keepin' it real.
I love it! Haha...!!!
Mark, I have a feeling this will make it into a book at sometime. LOL
That is a hilarious story coming from a sad situation for you. I'm so thankful that you can look at it the way you do. BTW, I'm also a member of the DITID (Drive it til it dies) club. My 1998 Stratus has 241400 on it!
LoL...to funny in a somehow inconvenient way...
So I actually laughed out loud...
What a great story.
Wow! I love it!
Mark, mayby just maybe the Lord wants to bless you with a NEW car. Who knows what the Lord is doing behind the scenes. "What the enemy meant for harm, God can make it for good." (Gen.50)
Ha!
Sorry, Mark ... but your pain is our gain. You've taken CSI and Cops to another level.
Blessings! Lowell
Mark,
This sounding an awful lot like a Jeff Foxworthy story.
"If you're a preacher who drives a car with 225K miles on it & it's been used in a bank robbery... you may be a redneck!"
Good stuff man, maybe more funny stuff will come out of this.
This saga has the makings of a great Seinfeld return episode.
I read your 'Saga' after my Pastor referred me to it because I had my two vehicles ransacked/broken into. They were obviously looking for valuables and I don't own any! So my green shopping bags and empty halloween candy wrappers from my children are all they found then made me clean the mess. Thank you for posting your story for us to have someone else to pray for too.
Nine years ago or so, when I was a senior in HS, my friend Keith drove a really crappy like '89 Oldsmobile or something like that. Well, since it was such a hunk of junk, he always left it unlocked.
Well, he went out for school one morning and it was gone. Somebody had hot-wired it and stolen it. So they called the police and his mom started to take him to school.
They're almost out of the neighborhood, and there's his car, parked on the side of the road. Out of gas.
That's right: someone stole his car, but they ran out of gas before they got out of the neighborhood.
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