Rare

I laughed, a belly laugh, at God tonight...or more accurately with.  Because of, in spite of, and in direct rebellion and welcome response to free will. Tears were streaming from my eyes during a bone-rattling laugh. I literally took a knee.

Why is there always a carrot in front of that damned old mule? What a torturous prank. Or is it?  God is a tricky cat. He'll toy with you till you learn the point and swallow the lesson. It will be learned. Carefully studied. Dangling in your face. Just beyond your reach.  He keeps watch over His flock by night.  As the vipers lay in the garden, sprawled amongst our ankles, to wit, armed against us.  

All you can really do is laugh.  Focus on one point and breathe.