A lot of people do not even realize that Baptists actually laugh at something funny. (Well, every Baptist except my Aunt Tilly. She found sin in EVERYTHING!!!) So, I guess I'll start this here ball rolling.
We are really "rural" around here. Lots of country, and no city at all. So, when our new pastor arrived a few weeks ago, he was so full of zeal that he decided to go out and find himself someone to convert. He came across a farmer working next to the road at the end of a driveway, and stopped his car for a chat. The conversation went something like this....
"S'cuse me, brother, but are you a Christian?"
The farmer looked up, scratched his head, and said, "Nope, I'm a Gilholley."
That young preacher would not be put off, so he said, "No, brother, you don't understand. What I mean is, are you lost?"
That farmer looked around and said, "Nope, I was born right here, and I know right where I am."
Now that young preacher was starting to lose his cool, so he decided to come right to the point. He said, "No, no, brother, what I mean is, are you ready for the 'Judgement Day?' "
That farmer answered, "Well, when is it?"
The paster, feeling he was finally making some headway, said, " Nobody knows, brother. It could be today, or it could be tomorrow."
"Well," the farmer quickly stated, "don't you tell my wife. She'll want to go both days."
Now I'll agree that isn't much of a start, but you guys can do better. So, here's your chance to become the Rodney Dangerfield of CF. Give it your best shot.
And never forget the little boy who was acting up so badly during the church sermon that his father stood up, snatched the little guy up in his arms and partly over his shoulder, and headed for the doors at the rear of the church. Just as they both arrived at that portal, the little boy shouted out, "Pray for me, Pray for me!! (True Story)
Matthan
We are really "rural" around here. Lots of country, and no city at all. So, when our new pastor arrived a few weeks ago, he was so full of zeal that he decided to go out and find himself someone to convert. He came across a farmer working next to the road at the end of a driveway, and stopped his car for a chat. The conversation went something like this....
"S'cuse me, brother, but are you a Christian?"
The farmer looked up, scratched his head, and said, "Nope, I'm a Gilholley."
That young preacher would not be put off, so he said, "No, brother, you don't understand. What I mean is, are you lost?"
That farmer looked around and said, "Nope, I was born right here, and I know right where I am."
Now that young preacher was starting to lose his cool, so he decided to come right to the point. He said, "No, no, brother, what I mean is, are you ready for the 'Judgement Day?' "
That farmer answered, "Well, when is it?"
The paster, feeling he was finally making some headway, said, " Nobody knows, brother. It could be today, or it could be tomorrow."
"Well," the farmer quickly stated, "don't you tell my wife. She'll want to go both days."
Now I'll agree that isn't much of a start, but you guys can do better. So, here's your chance to become the Rodney Dangerfield of CF. Give it your best shot.
And never forget the little boy who was acting up so badly during the church sermon that his father stood up, snatched the little guy up in his arms and partly over his shoulder, and headed for the doors at the rear of the church. Just as they both arrived at that portal, the little boy shouted out, "Pray for me, Pray for me!! (True Story)
Matthan