Expectant Father

"God?"

"Mazeltov, my son. It's a Girl. I mean it will be"

"wha...er...um...Thanks"

"No Problem," God laughed

"Why did you stop so quickly if you clearly knew I am trying to get my wife to the hospital? Do you know your brake lights are out?"

"Of course I know. I am All-Knowing. And that is precisely why you had to stop before you and your burgeoning family died in the accident."

"what acc..."

My questioning was interrupted by an explosion about 200 yards away at a stop light.

I was unable to move. I must have been in shock

"But, what about those people ahead?"

"Everyone's fine. Have a Fantastic day"

He got in his car and proceeded to drive away. I wondered why he saved us when bad things happen to good people all the time. I had to ask. How often do you get the chance to meet God? I quickly ran up to his window. He stopped and put the window down.

"Yes?"

But the man in the car wasn't God anymore. It was someone else. It was an elderly man that could barely reach the steering wheel. My confused mind had trouble finding the right words.

"I'm sorry, Sir. Your brake lights are out," I said.

"Oh thank you, young man. I'll take care of that as soon as possible. "

As the car drove off, the damage I had done to the back of the car was gone. I looked back at my own vehicle and the damage was also gone.

I took the alternate route to the hospital and my wife gave birth to a girl.