God Must Be A Fan Of "Trunk Or Treat"

Does God answer prayers about the weather? That’s one of those questions that would work theologians up into a rough and tumble, fist fight.  And you haven’t seen a good fist fight until you’ve seen a group of theologians in their priestly robes duking it out.  (Hey? What is this? My spell-checker is telling me that “duking” is not a valid word but I beg to differ. Where I come from “duking it out” has a long and noble tradition of English language common usage. And if you don’t believe me, then maybe we should step outside and start duking it out. See how nicely that works?)

Sorry for the digression….

Well, I’m not going to begin to try to answer the question about God granting us the weather we pray for—but just between you and me there were a lot of us praying and I think He did. Anyhow, most of you know that we have had a long run—literally months and months—of crummy, overcast, rainy weather (at least, that’s what it feels like). Today it was cloudy and rainy ALL DAY LONG! I actually paddled a canoe to a local fast food place for lunch today.

And then, tonight at about 5 pm, I did a double take as I saw clear skies off in the western sky. Sure enough, the rain stopped. Birds began chirping. Woodland creatures gathered around and sang a song from a Disney movie. And then I actually heard a loud and resonant voice from heaven say, “THIS EVENT HAS BEEN ORDAINED BY ME SO THAT....” alright, there wasn’t really a loud voice from heaven (or any woodland creatures). But, one hour before we began parking cars in the lot for the big “Trunk or Treat” event the weather actually cooperated.

Take that, negative, naysayer theologians! With your pessimistic robes!

 

Our big Trunk or Treat event came off wonderfully. It was very well attended. Lots of folks had fun. Kids got lots of candy. The big air-filled jumping thingy was a hit. (In fact, it’s 10:30 pm, as I’m writing this, and there are kids from the youth group, still, out there playing in the air-filled jumping thingy.) The maze was cool. The prizes were awesome. And several folks commented positively on the frightening realism of my scary monster mask. (I was too embarrassed to tell them that I wasn’t wearing a costume.)

Okay, I know, that’s an old tired joke, but it’s late and I’m a tired guy, it’s the best I can do on short notice.

It was a good night. And speaking of that... “good night!”