Junkman
Extra Super Moderator
The preacher, in his Sunday sermon, used "Forgive Your Enemies"
as his subject. After a long sermon, he asked how many were willing to
forgive their enemies. About half held up their hands. Not satisfied he
harangued for another twenty minutes and repeated his question.
This time he received a response of eighty percent. Still unsatisfied,
he lectured for fifteen minutes and repeated his question. With all
thoughts now on Sunday dinner, all responded except one elderly lady in
the rear.
"Ms. Jones, are you not willing to forgive your enemies?'
"I don't have any."
"Ms. Jones, that is very unusual. How old are you?
"Ninety-three."
"Ms. Jones, please come down in front and tell the congregation
how a person can live to ninety-three and not have an enemy in the world."
The little sweetheart of a lady teetered down the aisle, very slowly
turned around & said:
"It's easy. I just outlived the sons of bitches
as his subject. After a long sermon, he asked how many were willing to
forgive their enemies. About half held up their hands. Not satisfied he
harangued for another twenty minutes and repeated his question.
This time he received a response of eighty percent. Still unsatisfied,
he lectured for fifteen minutes and repeated his question. With all
thoughts now on Sunday dinner, all responded except one elderly lady in
the rear.
"Ms. Jones, are you not willing to forgive your enemies?'
"I don't have any."
"Ms. Jones, that is very unusual. How old are you?
"Ninety-three."
"Ms. Jones, please come down in front and tell the congregation
how a person can live to ninety-three and not have an enemy in the world."
The little sweetheart of a lady teetered down the aisle, very slowly
turned around & said:
"It's easy. I just outlived the sons of bitches