TIME TO PRAYA pastor asked a little boy if he said his prayers every night."Yes, sir." the boy replied."And, do you always say them in the morning, too?" the pastor asked."No sir," the boy replied. "I ain't scared in the daytime".................ALL MEN / ALL GIRLSWhen my daughter, Kelli, said her bedtime prayers, she would bless every family member, every friend, and every animal (current and past). For several weeks, after we had finished the nightly prayer, Kelli would say, "And all girls."This soon became part of her nightly routine, to include this closing. My curiosity got the best of me and I asked her, "Kelli, why do you always add the part about all girls?"Her response, "Because everybody always finish their prayers by saying 'All Men'!"..................SAY A PRAYERLittle Johnny and his family were having Sunday dinner at his Grandmother's house. Everyone was seated around the table as the food was being served. When Little Johnny received his plate, he started eating right away. "Johnny! Please wait until we say our prayer." said his mother."I don't need to," the boy replied. "Of course, you do." his mother insisted. "We always say a prayer before eating at our house.""That's at our house." Johnny explained. "But this is Grandma's house and she knows how to cook.
Tuesday, September 2, 2014
The things kids say about prayers
The things kids say! Good Samaritan
GOOD SAMARITANA Sunday school teacher was telling her class the story of the Good Samaritan. She asked the class, "If you saw a person lying on the roadside, all wounded and bleeding, what would you do?"A thoughtful little girl broke the hushed silence, "I think I'd throw up."
The things kids say!
LOT'S WIFEThe Sunday School teacher was describing how Lot 's wife looked back and turned into a pillar of salt, when little Jason interrupted,"My Mommy looked back once while she was driving," he announced triumphantly, "And she turned into a telephone pole!"
Old age .... can't believe you got there, eh?
HAVE YOU EVER BEEN GUILTY OF LOOKING AT OTHERS YOUR OWN AGE AND THINKING, SURELY I CAN 'T LOOK THAT OLD.
WELL . . YOU 'LL LOVE THIS ONE.
MY NAME IS ALICE , AND I WAS SITTING IN THE WAITING ROOM FOR MY FIRST APPOINTMENT WITH A NEW DENTIST.
I NOTICED HIS DDS DIPLOMA ON THE WALL, WHICH BORE HIS FULL NAME.
SUDDENLY, I REMEMBERED A TALL, HANDSOME, DARK-HAIRED BOY WITH THE SAME NAME HAD BEEN IN MY HIGH SCHOOL CLASS SOME 40-ODD YEARS AGO.
COULD HE BE THE SAME GUY THAT I HAD A SECRET CRUSH ON, WAY BACK THEN?
UPON SEEING HIM, HOWEVER, I QUICKLY DISCARDED ANY SUCH THOUGHT.
THIS BALDING, GRAY-HAIRED MAN WITH THE DEEPLY LINED FACE WAS WAY TOO OLD TO HAVE BEEN MY CLASSMATE.
AFTER HE EXAMINED MY TEETH, I ASKED HIM IF HE HAD ATTENDED MORGAN PARK HIGH SCHOOL ..
'YES. YES, I DID. I 'M A MUSTANG, ' HE GLEAMED WITH PRIDE.
WHEN DID YOU GRADUATE? ' I ASKED.
HE ANSWERED, 'IN 1967.. WHY DO YOU ASK? '
YOU WERE IN MY CLASS! ', I EXCLAIMED.
HE LOOKED AT ME CLOSELY.
THEN, THAT UGLY,
OLD,
BALD,
WRINKLED FACED,
FAT-ASSED,
GRAY-HAIRED,
DECREPIT
SON-OF-A-BITCH
ASKED ME
'WHAT DID YOU TEACH???'
Saddles and Indians
A woman from New York was driving through a remote part of Arizona when her car broke down.
An American Indian on horseback came along and offered her a ride to a nearby town.
She climbed up behind him on the horse and they rode off. The ride was uneventful, except that every few minutes the Indian would let out a Ye-e-e-e-h-a-a-a-a' so loud that it echoed from the surrounding hills and canyon walls. When they arrived in town, he let her off at the local service station, yelled one final 'Ye-e-e-e-h-a-a-a-a!' and rode off. "What did you do to get that Indian so excited?" asked the service-station attendant. "Nothing," the woman answered "I merely sat behind him on the horse, put my arms around his waist, and held onto the saddle horn so I wouldn't fall off." "Lady," the attendant said, "Indians don't use saddles."
