Sunday's Sermon was - Forgive Your Enemies.
Toward the end of the services, the Minister
asked the congregation, "How many of you
have forgiven your enemies?"
80% held up their hands.
The Minister then repeated his question.
All responded this time, except one small
elderly lady. "Mrs. Jones? Are you not
willing to forgive your enemies?"
"I don't have any." She replied, smiling sweetly.
"Mrs. Jones, that is very unusual. How
old are you?"
"Ninety-eight." she replied.
"Oh Mrs. Jones, would you please come
down in front & tell us all how a person
can live ninety-eight years & not have an enemy in the world?"
The little sweetheart of a lady tottered
down the aisle, faced the congregation, and said:
"I outlived the bitches."
Toward the end of the services, the Minister
asked the congregation, "How many of you
have forgiven your enemies?"
80% held up their hands.
The Minister then repeated his question.
All responded this time, except one small
elderly lady. "Mrs. Jones? Are you not
willing to forgive your enemies?"
"I don't have any." She replied, smiling sweetly.
"Mrs. Jones, that is very unusual. How
old are you?"
"Ninety-eight." she replied.
"Oh Mrs. Jones, would you please come
down in front & tell us all how a person
can live ninety-eight years & not have an enemy in the world?"
The little sweetheart of a lady tottered
down the aisle, faced the congregation, and said:
"I outlived the bitches."
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