My dad, who was a clergyman, had a car with the delayed headlights. He was crossing the parking lot when a woman stopped him and said “Father, your lights are on.” “Oh, thanks.” And he turned around and “blessed” the car – and the headlights immediately went out. Timing is everything.
My dad, who was a clergyman, had a car with the delayed headlights. He was crossing the parking lot when a woman stopped him and said “Father, your lights are on.” “Oh, thanks.” And he turned around and “blessed” the car – and the headlights immediately went out. Timing is everything.