Pretty sure God has a sense of humor.
A painting and a poem for Sunday.
Flower in the crannied wall,
I pluck you out of the crannies;—
Hold you here, root and all, in my hand,
Little flower—but if I could understand
What you are, root and all, and all in all,
I should know what God and man is.
—Alfred, Lord Tennyson
For more on Pad Thai Thighs (not covered in any standard religious text), see Each Day post April 8.