Waited 4 hours for God to serve me breakfast this morning.
When it finally showed up there was shell in the eggs, and a bit of blood on the plate.
I was so disappointed,
I pushed a shopping cart full of rocks onto the railroad tracks,
sat down beneath a tree with a couple of six packs,
and stared directly into the Sun till I all could see were black dots.
I’m still amazed how God can create such a thing as the Sun and still can’t fry up two eggs.