I was in mozie-mode. Chill. Slow. No rush.
And it's a good thing, too. Or else I wouldn't have been prepared for what happened next.
A chicken crossed the road.
True story. This happens.
I stopped, and the car in the other lane stopped as we watched the chicken sprint from one side to the other in front of us.
In that moment, I was hit by the hilarious irony of it all. I looked at the other driver who had not missed the irony of the moment, and we shared a driver-to-driver moment of cracking up together.
And then we both continued on our merry way.
And I realize it's kinda goofy, but I remember thinking, "Wow. Heavenly Father knew that would make my day."
And He did. Because He's hilarious. And He cracks me up all the time.
And that when this happens:
