God of Humor

I must admit, I have a unique relationship with God. So much so, that God holds no punches with me in answering my prayers or thoughts. One day while sitting in church, a homeless guy, I felt a breeze where no breeze should be felt. Everybody knows I sit on the third row from the front. No! I was not about to investigate right there in church. So I allowed the extra wind and it's breeze find its way in places even song service couldn't find. After church, I locked the bathroom door and double checked it to make sure and dug deep yonder to find the breech. Not one, but two holes like twin towers that had rubbed each other the wrong way until material went missing from both sides. I only had one pair of church pants that I didn't wear for anything else. Not going to church was out of the argument or discussion. So, I went back to my pew, and had a quiet talk to God about new pants.
Leaving the church and the request at the feet of Jesus, I went, to where I could find sleep for that night. The next day was a Sunday, I'm a Sabbath keeper! Ok sue me! But I had a euro in my pocket to my name and proceeded to the euro store to buy earphones for my cell phone. It was a highly windy day and I was wearing my black boots. I happened to look down and under two feet at the same time were two one hundred euro bills. Pondering the possibility of two bills being under two separate feet in all that wind only led me to one conclusion. GOD!!! 
But, human nature kicked in, and I said while picking up one of the bills, it must be fake. The other took flight in the wind, and I chased it down before it could lay in the wind. Of course I didn't look back or sided to side, and me a homeless guy, didn't grab enough attention to raise suspension either way. Shoving the notes in my pocket without losing stride, I went in to Media Mart to ask if the bills could be checked. Not wanting any trouble, I told the lady I found the two notes, so if they are fake I had nothing to do with that fact. But she smiled and assured me there wouldn't been any cause for alarm. She checked the first one many times till she was satisfied and the second one the same. She gave me the go ahead, and I glided through the isles looking for upscale headphone instead of earphones. I walked out with change and went shopping for church pants, and that next Sabbath, I was on time as always, sitting on the third row with the win properly at bay. God has a perfect sense of humour... I love my Living God.