Funny how the "Big Guy" works. I was stuck in a sudden downpour at lunch in Phuket. I would have missed my flight if the rain did not stop in the next 10 minutes. As I was sipping on my Coke, I thought it might be a good time to have a conversation with Him. (Incidentally, Siew and I were talking about religion as we were sipping away on tom yam.) So, I spoke to Him first: Hey, say, pops. I really need to catch that flight. Can you stop the rain if I lit a candle for the Mum tonight? (Hmm... it looked like the rain drops turned a wee bit lighter.) And again: How about if I went to Mass this Sunday? Please, pretty please? (Ahah! It seems to have turned from a downpour to an every-day tropical rain.) At this point It felt like one of those pricing negotiations in my software sales days: Okay. Here's the deal. I'll read 5 books from the OT.... (Turning to a trickle now... wow...) And... : And I'll throw in St John??!!?? (And suddenly, I had my very own parting-of-the...