“This stupid thing is so heavy!” he grumbled loudly.
Just then, a passing priest overheard the complaint and stopped with a raised brow. “Johnny, watch your language,” he said. “The Lord hears everything. You know, He’s everywhere.”
Johnny wiped his forehead and looked up. “Everywhere?”
“Yes,” the priest replied. “He’s in the church, in the trees… even walking right beside you.”
Johnny glanced at the wagon, then back at the priest. His eyes narrowed thoughtfully.
“Is He in my wagon too?”
The priest chuckled, “Yes, Johnny. He’s there too.”
Johnny sighed, threw his hands up, and shouted, “Well then tell Him to get out and help push already!”
A Scented Bus Ride with Chanel and Garlic
Public transportation is full of little surprises — but sometimes, those surprises come with a very distinct aroma.
One day, I boarded the bus and settled into my seat just as a classy woman climbed aboard. She looked like she’d walked straight out of a Parisian boutique: elegant coat, pearl earrings, and a perfume so rich and floral it could’ve knocked a bee off course.
She sat next to me, and after a few minutes, I had to ask.
“Excuse me,” I said gently. “Your perfume is amazing. May I ask what it is? I’d love to get it for my wife.”
With a gracious smile, she replied, “It’s Chanel. Straight from Paris.”
We rode in companionable silence for a while, until… well, let’s just say I made a small contribution to the air. It was subtle, or so I thought.
A moment later, she wrinkled her nose, waved a hand, and muttered, “Oh my heavens! What is that smell?”
I gave her a sheepish shrug and said, “Garlic. I’m from Gilroy, California — the garlic capital of the world.”
She didn’t say another word. Just stared out the window, probably wondering if Chanel made nose plugs.
Why We Need These Moments
In a world that often feels too fast and far too serious, these little snapshots of human nature remind us to slow down, laugh more, and enjoy the absurdity when it shows up. Whether it’s a clever priest at the customs line, a kid with more common sense than theology, or the clash of French perfume and California agriculture, life will always find a way to make us smile — often when we least expect it.
