A BELIEVING BAR OWNER AND DISBELIEVING CONGREGATION

New Bar In Town

In a small midwestern conservative town, a new bar/tavern building was being built. The local church started a campaign with petitions and prayers to block the bar from opening. In spite of their efforts, work progressed. However, the week before opening, lightning struck the building and it burned to the ground.

After that, the church folks were rather smug in their outlook, until the bar owner sued the church on the grounds that the church was ultimately responsible for the demise of his building, either through direct or indirect actions or means.

In its reply to the court, the church vehemently denied all responsibility or any connection to the building's fate.

As the case made it's way into court, the judge looked over the paperwork at the hearing and commented, "I don't know how I'm going to decide this, but as it appears from the paperwork, we have a bar owner that believes in the power of prayer, and an entire congregation that doesn't!"



The Traveler

A young prince traveled to meet the wisest king in the land, so that when he became a king he could govern wisely. After getting instruction he journeyed back to the kingdom he would inherit.

Word spread of this young prince's wisdom and at every town he stopped in crowds would gather and hear him speak. However as he approached one town, an envious young man wanted to destroy his reputation. He caught a small bird that would fit in the size of his palm. At the appropriate moment he would ask the young prince "Is what I have here alive or dead? If the prince said it was alive, he would quickly crush the bird to death. If the prince said it was dead he would let it fly away. He believed that he had found the perfect plan.

The day approached and the crowds gathered. The young man asked the prince his question, "Is what I am holding alive, or dead"?

Without a moments hesitation the young king replied:

The answer is in your hands.



Nuns at a Ballgame

Sitting behind a couple of nuns at a baseball game (whose head gear partially blocked the view), three men decided to badger the nuns in an effort to get them to move.

In a very loud voice, the first guy said, "I think I’m going to move to Utah, there are only 100 nuns living there."

The second guy spoke up and said, "I want to go to Montana there are only 5o nuns living there."

The third guy said, "I want to go to Idaho, there are only 25 nuns living there."

One of the nuns turned around, looked at the men, and in a very sweet, calm, voice said:

"Why don't you go to hell? There aren't any nuns there."