Prant, I tried ... I really tried! I read your message about noon on Friday. It was a sunny day, a bit cold but sunny. I realized that I had forgotten to mention Dingbat in my prayers so I instantly dropped to my knees (actually, it was a slow painful experience) and began to pray. After my usual opening I asked the Heavenly Father to bless Dingbat … and then it happened.

I can’t really explain it but I’ll try. My home, which had been bathed in sunshine, suddenly went dark, a flash of lightening and a clasp of thunder startled me to my feet.

Now, I consider myself, a fairly fearless man, afraid of only deep water and snakes. And a bit touchy about the dark, and spiders, and being alone, and crowds … OKAY, I’m a coward … but anyway I was afraid. I stepped to my front porch and watched a single thunderhead as it passed over my house. Miraculously the cloud dissipated after it passed.

Wow, I resumed my place in prayer, thanking God. I started through my list and again asked for blessings on Dingbat. Suddenly my home was shaking. I fell to a wide base (courtesy wrestling reference) and tried to figure out what was occurring. The temperature in my house suddenly began to rise to an inferno level and the decorative wallpaper borders around our walls began to bubble. The furniture became displaced and knick-knacks began falling off their shelves. The phenomena ended as suddenly as it began.

Now Momma may have raised an idiot but I’m not a fool. Evidently the good Lord has a problem with Bingdat. Prant … I might try at a later time to bring up Missouri wrestling!

Jeez, I have a lot of cleaning up to do before wrestling practice!