THE EFFICACY OF PRAYER

So Pastor Bill and Deacon Bob were playing golf. Before the Pastor
putted, he would say a little prayer. The Deacon disapproved of
this. In his opinion, a game of golf was not sufficient cause to
petition the Lord with prayer.

Pastor Bill prayed, putted, and missed. "Dammit" he said, "Missed
again!" This drew a glare of reproach from Deacon Bob.

On the next hole, the scenario was repeated and the Deacon quietly
pointed out to the Pastor the error of his ways. Pastor Bill promised
to mind his mouth, but on the next putt, he prayed, missed and
"Dammit, missed again!"

With each cuss, the sky grew darker and the Deacon was starting to
shake with fear. "Pastor, please be careful, the Almighty will be
offended."

But, of course, it happened again. No sooner had Pastor Bill shouted
"Dammit, missed again" than a tremendous thunder clap was heard and a
bolt of lightening incinerated . . . Deacon Bob.

A mighty voice was heard from the heavens: "DAMMIT, MISSED AGAIN!"

A rabbi, priest and minister were having an ecumenical fishing trip, out on a lake, when they heard a deep voice coming from behind a cloud:
"In two weeks it will rain for 60 days; the water will rise hundreds of feet; this is the end!"

The three clergymen looked at each other and agreed they should advise their respective flocks.

The minister called an emergency meeting and told his congregation that the end is near, God told him so, and all should pray for Salvation. They then left the church while singing a hymn.

The priest called an emergency meeting and told his parish that the end is near, God told him so, and all should go to the confessional, so they can meet again in Heaven. People lined up for Confession.

The rabbi called an emergency meeting and told his congregation that the end is near because God is going to make it rain for 60 days, and the water will rise hundreds of feet. Continuing with the news a lady in the front row interrupted, "Rabbi, what does this mean?" The rabbi stood silent for a moment and then looked at his congregation and said, "What can it mean? We have two weeks to learn how to live under water!"

Setanta wrote:

Re: boomerang (Post 3668185)
Wow . . . i mean . . . wow . . . i'm just speechless . . .

Ya see . . . ya see . . . Jesus does love me . . .

Oh Lord,
Won't ya buy me
A Mercedes-Benz
My friends all drive Porches
I must make amends
Worked hard all my lifetime
No help from my friends .

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What in hell are Porches? The senile one( further proof) must mean Porsches.


Perhaps Setanta should pray for effective anti-dementia medication.

A porch is where you put your swing. Duh.

Setanta obviously does not know how to spell Porsche( singular) or Porsches( plural--The old man is in a bad way!!

Setanta wrote:

Re: boomerang (Post 3668185)
Wow . . . i mean . . . wow . . . i'm just speechless . . .

Ya see . . . ya see . . . Jesus does love me . . .

Oh Lord,
Won't ya buy me
A Mercedes-Benz
My friends all drive Porches
I must make amends
Worked hard all my lifetime
No help from my friends .
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PORCHES????????

That is the way Janis Joplin spells it in her lyrics. Maybe she meant it as a joke.