well, some days, when I look in the mirror I understand completely why God loves me ... (what does the Good Book say about pride comes before a fall? <g>)
And, then there are other days when I wonder why He ever bothered.
And, I agree on any number of levels that God has a sense of humor.
Like: I have a brother, a quiet man, who married a woman who was a quiet woman, and they had a little baby girl who was a quiet little girl.
Everything was going so well for my quiet brother, wife, and daughter, that they decided to have another baby.
I didn't meet the child until she was almost three years old, and, oh, my!
She was her auntie's niece ... a little like living next to an earthquake.
But, for all her flambouyance, she was a wiser child than her auntie had been, but it was so funny to watch what happened to the family when second child would suddenly decide to throw her weight around! LOL