A new proof of God

Within a 24 hour period, I survived the bee up my nose and the bat in my bedroom. On the one hand  allergic to stings of any kind and on the other, friendly to helpful bats, I must report that swishing the bee buzzing in my hair and then whizzing it out of my nose - without incident - definitely proves there is a God.  I could then go on to fill 28 pints of honey from a productive hive. Catching the bat in a one-shot swing of a net from the man of the house and freeing it onto our porch was a no-brainer. Rarely  leaving one's property can provide endless excitement, no matter what outside travelers, vacationers and wanderers say.