A notorious infidel had a considerable following in his home town. He was one of the braggart stamp, and seemed to revel in his outpourings of blasphemy against God. One day, in the height of his folly, he challenged God, if such a Being existed, to fight him in a certain wood.
The day came, and he went defiantly to the wood. He stayed a long time, and returned home again apparently all right, and no doubt jubilant of his seeming success.
But while he was in the wood there had alighted on his eyelid a tiny gnat. He had brushed it away, paying no attention to it. At night the eyelid swelled up, and blood poisoning setting in, he died. God had sent one of His tiniest insects, and the boasting braggart fell before it.