Church of the Car Pool

In an hour and a half I am meeting my best friend for burritos and I COULD NOT BE MORE EXCITED. Of all the things I lost and gained from moving from school on one side of the city to the other I didn’t expect to gain one of my dearest friends. When Meredith Bazzoli approached me to write about unexpected holy places in our lives I knew immediately I wanted to write about my Toyota Corolla.

“You keep saying that. You keep saying that if you got this job you would get your own chapel. What do you think that is about?”

This is what my car mate said to me about a week into my ultimately unfruitful expedition into career changing. I had interviewed with a church and was waiting for the call to come in to interview in front of the committee. If I got this job I would have a whole chapel that would be mine. Apparently that mattered to me, but I didn’t notice it until she pointed it out.

It didn’t surprise me that Megan heard what I was saying before I could hear it myself. We know each other pretty well. We should, we spend more time together than we do with anyone else.

If you want to read more about how carpool is more like church than church you can read it here.

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