I'm not a religious man, or at least I wasn't, but today something happened. Something just so incredible that I couldn't go on denying the existence of some sort of higher power.

I was carrying in a box of bottle water I had just bought, and as I set it down I noticed something moving inside of it. I took out a few bottles to put them in the fridge and there came skulking out a huge cockroach. I figured it had wiggled it's way in while I was opening my door. Whatever, I'll just smash'em like I do all the others. But it didn't fear me. It actually walked up to me and just sort of stopped there in front of me and watched me. I looked at it for a bit and moved forward to see if it would spook and run. It didn't budge, it just kept looking up at me. I've never seen such a bold cockroach before. This one was special, there was something about this roach that was totally unlike any I have ever come across. I couldn't kill it, I just couldn't.

I leaned over to it, nervous and excited at the same time and said, "G-G-God? Is...is that you?".

No answer.

I interpreted its silence as a "Yes".

We just stood there for what seemed like an eternity, but in reality was just a couple of seconds. I think we related, we bonded, we just clicked. So I picked it up and tossed it outside. It fluttered it's wings and flew off.

I know the Holy Spirit is suppose to be a dove, but I really think this roach thing is going to be big. I'm going to email this story to Father Cutie. Soon the whole Catholic faith will be doing the sign of the cross and saying in par, "In the name of the Father, The Son, and the Holy Cockroach, amen.".

You'll see, you'll all see. We'll all be doing the cockroach by the year 2012!