[SS]Chief
04-30-2005, 09:07 AM
The preacher's, Sunday sermon was, 'Forgive Your Enemies'. Toward the
end of the service, he asked his congregation, "How many of you have
forgiven their enemies?" About half held up their hands.
He then repeated his question. All responded, except one small elderly
lady.
"Mrs. Jones," inquired the preacher, "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-three," she replied.
"Oh Mrs. Jones, what a blessing you are and a lesson to us all! Would
you please come down in front of this congregation and tell us all how a
person can live ninety-three years and 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."
end of the service, he asked his congregation, "How many of you have
forgiven their enemies?" About half held up their hands.
He then repeated his question. All responded, except one small elderly
lady.
"Mrs. Jones," inquired the preacher, "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-three," she replied.
"Oh Mrs. Jones, what a blessing you are and a lesson to us all! Would
you please come down in front of this congregation and tell us all how a
person can live ninety-three years and 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."