Most of the time I like to pass on a serious story that challenges us to live more like the Lord would want us to. However, sometimes we just need to break up our day and laugh. So take 60 seconds and smile.

A judge was interviewing a woman regarding her pending divorce, and asked, "What are the grounds for your divorce?"   She replied, "About four acres and a nice little home

in the middle of the property with a stream running by."   "No," he said, "I mean what is the foundation of this case?" "It is made of concrete, brick and mortar," she responded.

"I mean," he continued, "What are your relations like?" "I have an aunt and uncle living here in town, and so do my husband's parents."   He said, "Do you have a real grudge?"

"No," she replied, "We have a two-car carport and have never really needed one."

"Please," he tried again, "Is there any infidelity in your marriage?"   "Yes, both my son and daughter have stereo sets. We don't necessarily like   the music,   but the answer to your questions is yes." "Ma'am, does your husband ever beat you up?"   "Yes," she responded, "about twice a week he gets up earlier than I do." Finally, in frustration, the judge asked, "Lady, why do you want a divorce?"   "Oh, I don't want a divorce," she replied. "I've never

wanted a divorce. My husband does. He said he can't communicate with   me."

As a young minister, I was asked by a funeral director to hold a graveside service for a derelict man who had died while traveling through the area with no family or friends. The funeral was held way back in the country. This man would be the first to be layed to rest at this cemetery. As I was not familiar with the backwoods area, I became lost. Being the typical man, I didn't stop for directions. But I finally arrived an hour late. I saw the crew and backhoe, but the hearse was no where in sight. The workmen were eating lunch. I apologized to the workers for my tardiness, (who looked puzzled) I stepped to the side of the open grave, to find the vault lid already in place. I assured the workers I would not hold them long, but this was the proper thing to do.As the workers gathered around, still eating their lunch. I poured out my heart and soul. As I preached the workers began to say "Amen,. Praise the Lord and Glory, (they must have been Baptist). I preached, and I preached, like I'd never preached before. I began from Genesis all the way to Revelation. I preached for one hour and 45 minutes. It was a long and lengthy service. I closed in prayer and it was finished. As I was walking to my car, I felt that I had done my duty and would leave with a renewed sense of purpose and dedication, in spite of my tardiness.As I was opening the door and taking off my coat. I overheard one of the workers saying to another, "I've been putting in septic tanks for 20 years, and I ain't never seen anything like this before."

When the graveside service had no more than terminated,there was a tremendous burst of thunder accompanied by a distant lightning bolt and more rumbling thunder.The little old man looked at the pastor and calmly said,"Well, I guess she's there."

Prayer: Lord, help me to find the humor in this day. Amen

Pastor John

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