On my way to the outside garbage can I stepped on something. It gave me a start since I was barefoot, but I really didn’t pay it much mind until my return trip. Then I saw it. It was a snake. It was lying right in my path — between me and the door.
Giving a loud scream, I jumped maybe thirty or forty feet in the air, leapt over the snake and into the safety of the house. I ran to find the boys’ baseball bat, returned to the scene and spent the next five minutes beating that dead snake to death.
“He holds victory in store for the upright, he is a shield to those whose walk is blameless, for he guards the course of the just and protects the way of his faithful ones. Then you will understand what is right and just and fair—every good path.”
— Proverbs 2:7-9 (NIV)