Does God Have a Sense of Humor?

A while back, my sister, Willow, sent me this story.

I don't think she will mind me sharing it with you.

It is just hilarious, so if you need a good laugh, read on!

Shopping at Dillard's

Clutching their Dillard's shopping bags, Ellen and Kay woefully

gazed down at a dead cat in the mall parking lot.

Obviously a recent hit---no flies, no smell.

What business could that poor kitty have had here?"

murmured Ellen. "Come on, Ellen, let's just go..."

But Ellen had already grabbed her shopping

bag and was explaining, "I'll just put my things in your bag,

and then I'll take the tissue."

She dumped her purchases into Kay's bag

and then used the tissue paper to cradle

and lower the former feline into her own

Dillard's bag and cover it. They continued the short trek

to the car in silence, stashing their goods in the trunk.

But it occurred to both of them that if they left Ellen's

burial bag in the trunk, warmed by the TEXAS sunshine

while they ate, Kay's Lumina would soon lose

that new-car smell. They decided to leave the bag

on top of the trunk, and they headed over to Luby's Cafeteria.

After they cleared the serving line and sat down at a window table,

they had a view of Kay's Chevy with the Dillard's bag still on the trunk.

BUT not for long! As they ate, they noticed a black-haired

woman in a red gingham shirt stroll by their car,

look quickly this way and that, and then hook the Dillard's bag

without breaking stride. She quickly walked

out of their line of vision. Kay and Ellen shot each other

a wide-eyed look of amazement. It all happened so fast

that neither of them could think how to respond.

"Can you imagine?" finally sputtered Ellen.

"The nerve of that woman!"Kay sympathized with Ellen,

but inwardly a laugh was building as she thought

about the grand surprise awaiting the red-gingham thief.

Just when she thought she'd have to giggle into her napkin,

she noticed Ellen's eyes freeze in the direction of the serving line.

Following her gaze, Kay recognized with a shock the black-haired

woman with the Dillard's bag, hanging from her arm,

brazenly pushing her tray toward the cashier.

Helplessly they watched the scene unfold: After clearing the register,

the woman settled at a table across from theirs,

put the bag on an empty chair and began to eat.

After a few bites of baked whitefish and green beans,

she casually lifted the bag into her lap to survey her treasure.

Looking from side to side, but not far enough to notice her rapt

audience three tables over, she pulled out the tissue

paper and peered into the bag. Her eyes widened,

and she began to make a sort of gasping noise.

The noise grew. The bag slid from her lap as she sank to the floor,

wheezing and clutching her upper chest.

The beverage cart attendant quickly recognized

a customer in trouble and sent the busboy to call 911,

while she administered the Heimlich maneuver.

A crowd quickly gathered that did not include Ellen and Kay,

who remained riveted to their chairs for seven whole minutes

until the ambulance arrived.In a matter of minutes

the black-haired woman emerged from the crowd,

still gasping, strapped securely on a gurney.

Two well-trained EMS volunteers steered her to the waiting ambulance,

while a third scooped up her belongings.

The last they saw of the distressed cat-burglar, she disappeared behind

the ambulance doors, the Dillard's bag perched on her stomach!!

Sometimes, God does take care of those who do bad things!

(AND once in awhile, He allows us to witness it.)