Uncensored

Please let me preface this with saying someone asked me for a raw "real Q" post...

On our way home tonight we were sifting through XM radio when the voice on the speakers said "show me proof God is real, I don't believe it!!!". This was after we learned that a few of our favorite songs actually have really naughty words in them.
We got to talk about non believers and how they sometimes eventually come to believe.  We also got to explain about censorship & how XM just doesn't have it.  
This post does not contain censorship either....
Here it comes....

I was so frustrated today! Down right discouraged & pissed. I tried my darnedest to get a few pictures printed... that's it.

First I went to the digital photo place here in town.  They didn't have bluetooth capabilities, so I had to upload all 1400 pictures from my phone onto their machine with a dinky cable that thankfully I had in the van... because they of course didn't have one.. .
What the crap?  You're a digital photo store..get with the times!  After 25 minutes and several "kids quit touching...insert: each other, the merchandise, the floor, etc" someone else came in and needed the machine so I gave up and went on my way. I'm wondering if my pictures are still on their machine, as it appeared to be saving them.. oy!  They'll either love the pictures that contain no censorship, or be terribly offended by them.

Then I waited a few hours & tried to get my pictures printed at Walmart 45 minutes away.  I used their handy kiosk to bluetooth.   It went smooth for the most part.  It prints me a slip saying wait 11 minutes and another saying wait 13 for my other pictures, then scan them at another kiosk to print.
done.
I went and scanned it right away to call it's bluff.  Nope.. they really weren't   & I was getting impatient as my husband kept phoning me while he was in the car with the two youngest kids.
I asked at the counter & the lady says she shuts the machine off at 8pm.  So if it wasn't done by then I just needed to come back in the morning.

Well lady, this Chica don't do squat in the morning.   & I sure as shit ain't wasting another $15 in gas to go pick up less than a dozen 4x6's.

It was 7:40 p.m. so I decided I would wait another 20 minutes and see if they were finished at 8 o'clock like she suggested to do.
I got to browsing and went back to the counter at 8:04 pm. Shop closed up at 8 o'clock.. Which I knew because she told me but I thought I would ask.
Yep, pictures weren't done yet, so I'd have to come back for them... I apologized, but let her know we weren't from town, so I wouldn't be coming back for them.

By this point, in my head:
  *That lady was worthless at her job & I needed outta there before one of the rude comments in my head slipped out.
  *My husband was ticked I went in there in the first place, so I dreaded returning to the van.  I especially hated to return empty handed after what he says was an hour in there. So I bought toilet paper.
  *Where will all this TP get stored?
  *My pictures would NEVER get printed in time.
  *I kept validating that this is why small town businesses close, Walmart sux & why I pay a company in China to print my pictures and mail them to me.

After we get home my oldest daughter, who is 16yrs younger than me & about 20x's more mature tells me something like this:
"You know how sometimes you lock your keys in the house, and it makes you late? Or something like the pictures thing happens? Maybe that stuff happens because God is protecting you from something worse. So, I think He protected us, ya know?"
My mind shifted.   I felt terrible for my selfishness, bitterness and anger.  
She's right.   No denying a little girls understanding of our great God's love. 

I hope I can remember this the next time this sort of thing happens again, because I know it will.