I get the most annoying hiccups. I' not talking about the cute little hic hic that most people get. I'm talking about evil that rises from the pit of my stomach in gut wrenching spasms which wrench upwards flailing out of my mouth, making me sound like something from prehistoric times. I got them from my mom, not sure who she inherited them from. I must admit that I used to despise them. Until, they saved my life. It was two years ago, and I was traveling home from an out of state book signing. The signing had lasted into the late afternoon and I hit the road thinking I would stop and get a hotel after a few hours. Unfortunately, a summer storm had passed through the part of West Virginia and Virginia I was driving through knocking out power all along my route. I tried stopping for a motel numerous times to no avail. Most towns were completely dark; the hotels in those towns closed for business. The few along the way that had power were full with residents from surrounding towns. I had no choice but to drive the entire way home. Sometime around one in the morning I was in danger of falling asleep at the wheel. I cast my eyes upwards and said "I need a little help here, something that will keep me awake, not a deer or anything scary but I need something." Within minutes I found myself with a case of the worse hiccups I've ever had. At first I was upset, thinking that my situation had gone from bad to worse. Then I realized the hiccups were exactly what I had asked for, and the violent force which they were delivered more than enough to keep me awake. I drove for two hours hiccupping so loud that people in passing cars could probably hear me, but with each and every convulsion I was grateful that my prayer had been answered in such a fantastically unique way. #thelordworksinmysteriousways!