I don’t know if this a thing for women, but in the men’s locker room, we have something known as the locker room curse. 

Four out of five days, I’ll put my stuff in a locker on a wall where no one else is physically present. If there are other guys in an area, I’ll happily move on until I find a less densely populated corner of the locker room. It’s  a guy thing. 

AND YET… 

… When I return, amazingly, there is a naked guy straddling the exact space I need to occupy to get my things. 

I wonder if the locker room curse is a God-joke. Maybe he’s looking down with a smirk on his face thinking, “If you’re not going to connect with other guys on your own, I’ll force the issue, in your most vulnerable state.” 

“And let us consider how we may spur one another on toward love and good deeds, not giving up meeting together, as some are in the habit of doing, but encouraging one another…” –Hebrews 10:24-25

If we don’t get with the program, God might just keep forcing awkward locker room proximity.