Shoved by something

      This episode occurred several years ago; but it was only yesterday that I got the rest of the story. My wife's cousin ,who generally lives a a good ways away, generally visits us once or twice a year. On his last stay, here in this house, he came downstairs one morning saying that he had fallen and hit his wrist on the edge of the bed. "No damage done," he reported, "just a bit sprained." After he got home it turned out his wrist was broken. This cousin is a country parson (now retired) and though he continued to visit us; he insisted upon staying at a motel instead of here. Insisted it was because we didn't have air conditioning. This trip, this past week, he admitted he didn't fall, he was pushed and there was nobody anywhere close. He said everyone was downstairs when it happened. Interesting, don't you think? Being a preacher, the episode must have provoked some pretty serious thought.