I Really Do Love a Sense of Humor

If you have read very much of what I write, including my profile, you know that I appreciate a good laugh and a sense of humor about as much as anything.  I was sitting here earlier and thought, not for the first time, that God has an absolutely wonderful sense of humor.  Let me share briefly when this first became evident to me.  In the South (and it may be else where as well but this is what I am familiar with) as soon as school is out all the churches have Vacation Bible School spread out over several weeks time.  VBS usually runs all week and you spend around 3 hours a night doing Bible stories, crafts, refreshments, and so on and so forth.  If a Momma plays her cards right she can have the kids out of the house for a good 3 weeks in the evening by sending them around to all the Bible Schools.  One sister and I attended the same church for years and she always did a 5th grade class and I always took whatever class no one wanted.  Well this particular year I had a grandson and we had a niece who were both old enough to be in the nursery class (3 and under).  This class never had more than 3 or 4 children in it so we signed up for that class the minute the paper hit the table.  Our plan was not to have to put too much work and planning into it and we would get to play with the babies.  Sounds like a really good plan.  We enrolled 14!!!! children that year and never had less than 12 on any given night.  Tell me God doesn't have a sense of humor. 

Yet what prompted me to have this thought today is that I feel a little like Weezer, the crotchety old lady with the acid tongue from the movie Steel Magnolias.  I could probably hurt somebody's feelings today without a whole lot of effort.  There is just one small problem.  I can't talk.  I have been fighting a cold for, well pretty much a couple of weeks.  On Sunday it started winning.  (My friend Elaine said Mighty Mouse finally ran out of steam and Dumbass called me hard headed, imagine that)  I coughed so much Sunday and Monday that the voice was going yesterday.  Well today, even though I feel much better, a squeak is about all I can manage and that comes out a whisper.  God really does have a sense of humor, or maybe He is protecting me from myself.  I kinda like seeing the humor in it myself.