I Just Know God Is Laughing At Me

I spent a restless night last night worrying about the job interviews I will hopefully have scheduled next week. It's not that there are any that are particularly important - I just don't like them. Who does? In fact, before I fell asleep, I made numerous assertions that there are plenty of things that make me nervous that I do like doing, and why couldn't I have one of those things to do, if I had to be nervous about something.

I think I got my answer this morning. Situations worked out such that I got my first experience at cantoring. I won't say it was flawless, but I hear plain old experience helps a lot. And, as long as I haven't yet done badly enough to get myself forever banned from singing, I intend to get that experience. For the moment, I depart to celebrate my survival with cocoa and a warm fire.

I'm still certain that God is laughing at me today, though, very amused by His answer to my unthought-out prayer.