How about a little Monday Humor?
THE HEARING Bubba goes to the revival and listens to the preacher.
After
a while, the
preacher asks anyone with needs to come forward and be
prayed
over. Bubba
gets in line.
When it's his turn the preacher says, " Bubba, what you want
me to pray
about?"
Bubba says, "Preacher, I need you to pray for my hearing."
So the preacher puts one finger in Bubba's ear and the other
hand on top
of
his head and prays a while. After a few minutes, he removes
his hands and
says, "Bubba how's your hearing now?" Bubba says, "I
don't
know
preacher, it's not until next
Wednesday in
Montgomery!!
Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, yelling "..........Holy Shit.......... what a ride".
One More
Mildred, the church gossip and self-appointed monitor of the church's morals, kept sticking her nose into other people's business. Several members did not approve of her activities but feared her enough to maintain their silence. She made a mistake, however, when she accused Henry, a new member, of being an alcoholic after she saw his old pickup parked in front of the town's only bar one afternoon. She emphatically told Henry and several others that everyone seeing it there would know what he was doing. Henry, a man of few words, stared at her for a moment and just turned and walked away. He didn't explain, defend or deny. He said nothing. Later that evening, Henry quietly parked his pickup in front of Mildred's house... walked home.... and left it there all night. You gotta love Henry
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