MzMari3

Since it is the Sabbath, I decided to have more of a spiritual blog.

A couple of months ago I was searching for a car. I am a BMW lover but I knew this time that I needed to chose a different car. Well the search was hard because my heart is still with BMW. Every time I would search for another car, I would end up looking at a BMW. It’s hard not to love BMWs. They are truly the ultimate driving machine!!! Only people who do not own a BMW will disagree with me.

Now my mom had been trying to convince me to switch over to Mercedes. I truly believe that Mercedes are for old people, pimps, and instagram famous models. (my brother gave me that last one!) I’m just saying. The only way I would step foot in a Mercedes is if it was sports version or AMG series. (BTW, I love cars)

Well long story short, I was out one night looking at cars, couldn’t find anything. On the way back home, I noticed this car. I looked at it and kept on moving. Especially when I saw the price tag. Plus it wasn’t a BMW. Well I get home and I tell my mom about it but I had left it alone because I did not want a Mercedes, and the price was WAY out my price range. Like I got to sell a kidney price range! Plus the car was white! I hate white cars.

The next day my mom called me and told me to call the place where I saw the car. I was like naw, it was too high and even if they were to work with me, I don’t want to spend all my little coins. She was like JUST CALL. So I called, no answer. My mom called me and was like let’s go up to the place and see it.

I went to the place to see the car. Got there, and it was GONE. I was like welp, it’s gone. I literally was like oh well! (I had already booked an appointment for another dealership to look at another car so I wasn’t phased much.) The salesman asked if I liked the car? I was like yeah it was straight. He was like  I can get that car back for you by the morning. To me that was all fine and dandy but I was not paying that price. After a little “momma negotiation”, sliding numbers across the table thug style, poker faces, talking to managers, I was in for a surprise.

This dude came back with the number and accommodations that I had asked for. I was like naw this ain’t real. ME and my mom looking at each other like yeah right. This car got to be garbage. Too good to be true.

The next day, when I arrived to see the car, lets just say, I still hated the white but this car was way better than the BMW that I was looking at. Then I found out it was newer than what I was originally looking for in a car. It had everything that I didn’t even know to ask for, what did ask for, and didn’t say because those luxury items did not fit my budget. (I’d rather travel then spend unnecessary money on a car)

This experience taught me that God knows the beginning from the end. He knows your wants and desires. He wants us to put our trust in Him and he will give us the desires of our hearts. This was truly a God thing. He orchestrated every movement from allowing the previous owner to take it to that specific dealership that I would be passing to letting me pass the car that night, to having the right salesman there determined to sell the car and get me my price I wanted. I believe he was there before I was looking for a car. He even allowed my mom to speak to me to encourage me to actually look at the car again. Thank you God for this blessing!

Its funny when people comment on my car. They be like man I wish I could afford that. In my head I be like, you could, I probably paid less than you for the car you have. REAL TALK. So stop judging people on what they have and be thankful for your own blessings.

This is just one of the many blessings that God has done for me! What has He done for you?

*By the way, my next car will be a BMW!

-Mz.Mari3

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