This morning was proof to me that God is involved in the little things of life. I was doing my newspaper route, and I was feeling completely dead. I was falling asleep on my feet. So, on a whim, I asked God for strength(and forgiveness for staying up too late
), never really thinking anything of it. Come to find out, God has quite the sense of humor. About halfway through my route, I pass a small-town donut shop that makes the best artery-cloggers you've ever tasted. I was feeling a bit hungry, so I stopped by and bought a dozen. As soon as I took that first bite, I was fine for the rest of the route. Call it low blood sugar, call it hunger, but I call it God's sense of humor.