OK, Universe... I get it.

Here’s a fun little parable...

A farmer is in Iowa during a flood. The river is overflowing. Water is surrounding the farmer’s home up to his front porch. As he is standing there, a boat comes up. The man in the boat says, “Jump in, and I’ll take you to safety.”

The farmer crosses his arms and says stubbornly, “Oh no thanks, I put my trust in God.” The boat goes away. The water rises to the second story. Another boat comes up. The man says to the farmer, who is now at the second floor window, “Hurry, jump in. I’ll save you.”

The farmer again says, “Oh no thanks, I put my trust in God.”

The boat goes away. Now the water is inching over the roof. As the farmer stands on the roof, a helicopter comes over, and drops a ladder. The pilot yells down to the farmer, “I’ll save you. Climb the ladder.”

The farmer yells back, “Oh no thanks, I put my trust in God.”

The helicopter goes away. The water continues to rise and sweeps the farmer off the roof into the swiftly moving water. Unfortunately, he drowns.

The farmer goes to heaven. God sees him and says, “What are you doing here?”

The farmer says, “I put my trust in you, and you let me down.”

God says, “What do you mean, let you down? I sent you two boats and a helicopter!”

… So I’m thinking perhaps I’ve been sent waaaaay more than a few boats and helicopters in my day.  There’s a good possibility I may be a little pickier than I should be.  But should I be settling for less than ‘the thump?’  (Some may call it “butterflies”, some may call it “lust” or even “love” – but it’s all the same… it’s the thing we’re hoping for when we meet someone and ideally hit it off).

Not that I’m trying to get religious here, so I’ll just use the term ‘universe’ – but I kind of think there is a fixed number of ‘boats’ the universe is actually going to send me…

…and let’s just say they’ve been more of the dingy persuasion rather than yachts.  ;-)