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
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), 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.