Divine Comedy?

John, snap out of it!

My reaction upon hearing a claim of The Almighty intervening in everyday events is usually suspicion. Pat Robertson, Ray Nagin and Iranian mullahs will invoke the hand of God in every storm, demographic plan for New Orleans and earthquake... and to them I say - bah. However, today I must confess that I think He might have been exercising his sense of humor.

I was in a bit of a funk last night, and this morning only a little better. Then the fun stuff started. I was finishing a shower after my morning work out at the YMCA, and the water went from pleasantly lukewarm to icy cold in no time flat. I think the whoop I gave convinced people that the Blackhawk Indians had returned for their long lost land... After shivering through the last bit of rinsing, I got dressed and out to the car. As I drove off the local police roared up and stopped right next to me. An officer jumped out and ran over to a pedestrian and stopped him. "Uh oh", I thought, "this looks dramatic". Nope - just some sh*&bum who had stolen a 40oz from a store up the street. The funny part was when the officer was marching the guy back to his squad car, he started yelling over at the cars in front of me. "OK, now it's on!" I figured. Wrong. A couple of what Tempus would call 'corporate drones' (you know, they looked like me, but had nicer clothing on) had bravely leapt out of their cars to help. Ha! I could almost imagine the poor cop's thinking... "great, the urban commando squad wants to help when I have some stumble bum who shoplifted - where are they when the Latin Kings are having a gunfight with the GDs?". I wanted to roll down my window and yell "back in the car Robocop!". But I was too busy laughing...

The last bit of evidence of Divine humor was a little more mundane. When I got to the office, people were all but fleeing in terror from the copier nearest the coffee machine. Naturally, I peeked in at it. Grinding noises and staples everywhere - it was like the thing was possessed.

OK, I think I am feeling a little better. Thanks Lord, if that was you. But could the rest of the day be a little less, er, unpredictable?