Providence can be defined as understanding, intent, and action. Maybe omniscience and foresight. I’m no Calvinist so I can’t really say for sure, but Divine Providence, apparently, can also smile and dance. I found this out this morning at five a.m., when the following text message appeared in my phone: “This is a stranger. And this is a stranger texting you at five AM. And this is a stranger expressing love for you. Expressing love knowing that, whatever you do, divine providence dances with you in It’s dreams, and smiles at you — always.”

At first I thought it was from Sarah Palin, because Barack Obama texts me all the time, and some warmed over crap about divine providence sounds exactly like something she would say. She attends a Pentecostal church, after all — or she used to — and divine revelation is a pretty big thing with them.
But, then again, I’m pretty sure she doesn’t love me. I must have been having nightmares about her when the text woke me up. After watching her hideous down-home winking idiot performance during the debate last night, I went to sleep feeling like I was going to barf. So maybe that explains the association.
It still doesn’t explain who sent the message, though…