Toward the end of Sunday service, the Minister asked,"How many of you
have forgiven your enemies?"
80% held up their hands.
The Minister then repeated his question. All responded this time,
except one small elderly lady.
"Mrs. Jones?"; "Are you not willing to forgive your enemies?"
"I don't have any." She replied, smiling sweetly.
"Mrs. Jones, that is very unusual. How old are you?"
"Ninety-eight." she replied.
"Oh Mrs. Jones, would you please come down in front and tell us all
how
a person can live ninety-eight years and not have an enemy in the
world?"
The little sweetheart of a lady tottered down the aisle, faced the
congregation, and said: "I outlived the bitches."
have forgiven your enemies?"
80% held up their hands.
The Minister then repeated his question. All responded this time,
except one small elderly lady.
"Mrs. Jones?"; "Are you not willing to forgive your enemies?"
"I don't have any." She replied, smiling sweetly.
"Mrs. Jones, that is very unusual. How old are you?"
"Ninety-eight." she replied.
"Oh Mrs. Jones, would you please come down in front and tell us all
how
a person can live ninety-eight years and not have an enemy in the
world?"
The little sweetheart of a lady tottered down the aisle, faced the
congregation, and said: "I outlived the bitches."