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Vol. 6, No. 4
June, 1969

 Stuff About Things

Tab SpacerFrom Joe Creason, Kentucky columnist for the Louisville Courier—Journal, we glean some prayer stories.

Tab SpacerTwo nuns who followed their favorite basketball team to the big city, were appalled by the heavy traffic. One said, “You drive, and I’ll pray.”

Tab SpacerBut the other responded, “What’s the matter; don’t you trust my praying?”

Tab SpacerAnd I liked the one about the old mountain man who prayed, “Lord, I don’t ask for a faith that would move yonder mountain. I can take enough dynamite and move it if it needs moving. What I pray for, Lord, is enough faith to move me.”

Tab SpacerHave you noticed that a large percentage of the humorous stories with religious circumstances have to do with prayer, baptism, etc.? I suppose this is because of the incongruity of the situation — something “out of place” in what should be a sober and serious matter. We may censure the boorish person who, with disrespect, “makes fun” of sacred things; and yet appreciate the “true-to-life” incidents that inject a smile into a situation, without being frivolous.

Tab SpacerSometimes we may “catch” ourselves in the midst of laughter and, with reflection,

 realize that what is “funny” to the outsider may be seriously meaningful to the participant. I once heard a farmer pray, “Lord, shuck and silk us of our sins!” The strange and humorous wording, to a city man, was meaningful and sincere to those who had cleaned many a “roasting-ear”.

Tab SpacerFortunately, we fully believe that God understands the hearts of both poor and exact grammarians. Consider the petition, “God, bless all who are sick of this congregation!” Well, the sick need our prayers — and perhaps those “sick of this congregation” are even more in need of assistance. None are so ill as those who “run a fever” in their caustic attack upon others.

Tab SpacerAnd there’s the story of the nervous woman in an airplane, who, on being caught in a thunderstorm, turned for aid and comfort to a preacher who happened to be sitting in the seat next to hers.

Tab Spacer“Can’t you do something?” she demanded forcefully.

Tab Spacer“Sorry, madam,” he replied gently. “I’m in sales, not management.”

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