I completely believe that our Father in Heaven has quite a sense of humor. He proved it to me again this evening. Ds and I were volunteering at an event at our zoo, Walk on the Wild Side. It's an annual fundraiser, with dinner, live entertainment, and a silent auction.
Ds and I were handling animals, walking around, and talking to the guests about them. I had chosen a blue tongued skink-a good sized lizard with, as the name suggests, a sky blue tongue. They hail from Australia. Ds had our ball python, Poe.
A couple came up to me during the evening, and we started talking about the lizard, and reptiles in general. The wife was very afraid of snakes, and I told her it was okay, everyone is afraid of something. Then I mentioned that I am afraid of tree frogs. The husband started laughing and told me his brother is as well. We talked about how the frogs stick on windows, get in your car, or your home. I also mentioned I hadn't seen any this summer at all.
The couple moved on, and the evening progressed. Finally it was time to leave, and we headed out to the car. I got in the driver's seat, and ds went over to the passenger side. He excitedly told me there was something on top of the car that he had to show me. It was dark out, so I couldn't imagine what could be there.
After a couple of minutes, ds leans down beside his open door and shows me his treasure. A tree frog! Even worse, he loses the critter in my car! I told him he was in serious trouble, grounded for a week, and if that thing jumped on me on the way home, we were crashing.
We looked furiously, but the frog was no where to be seen. I couldn't believe it. Ds reluctantly sat down in the car, and shut his door. Then I saw it. The offender was on his door, just above the arm rest. I told ds to open that door, and get that frog out NOW! He followed the first part of my directions, but not the latter. He lost the frog again in the car!
The second time, I found him on the fan between the two front seats. Before ds could catch him, he...jumped on my leg!! I might need therapy now. Fortunately at that point, ds was tired of messing around, and caught the frog once and for all. He relocated him to some nearby grass.
Yes, the Father definitely has a sense of humor. He heard every word I spoke tonight, and the entire conversation I had about tree frogs. Haven't seen one all summer, huh?
Love You Jesus, and thank You
Chela
