tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8640551.post115315064951518233..comments2024-02-25T03:47:01.798-05:00Comments on worship the glitch: creative commons hi-res photo of the day: Dubya shows his true colors (2048 x 3072)Eric Mortensenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10673980617503589694noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8640551.post-1153169543859696962006-07-17T16:52:00.000-04:002006-07-17T16:52:00.000-04:00Absolutely....only, while waitin' fer some paint t...Absolutely....<BR/>only, while waitin' fer some paint t'dry, I've been randomly spreading humor...<BR/><BR/>A Priest, a Pentecostal Minister and a Rabbi all served as chaplains to the students of Northern Michigan University in Marquette.<BR/>They would get together two or three times a week for coffee and to talk shop. One day, someone made the comment that preaching to people isn't really all that hard. A real challenge would be to preach to a bear.<BR/><BR/>One thing led to another and they decided to do an experiment. They <BR/>would all go out into the woods, find a bear, preach to it and attempt to convert it.<BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/>Seven days later, they're all together to discuss their experiences.<BR/><BR/>Father Flannery, who has his arm in a sling, is on crutches and has <BR/>various bandages, goes first.<BR/>"Well," he says, "I went into the woods to find me a bear. And when I found him, I began to read to him from the Catechism. Well, that bear wanted nothing to do with me and began to slap me around. So I quickly grabbed my holy water, sprinkled him and, Holy Mary Mother of God, he became as gentle a lamb. The bishop is coming out next week to give him first communion and confirmation."<BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/>Reverend Billy Bob spoke next. He was in a wheelchair, with an arm and both legs in casts, and an IV drip. In his best fire and brimstone oratory heclaimed, "WELL brothers, you KNOW that we don't sprinkle! I went out and I FOUND me a bear. And then I began to read to my bear from God's HOLY WORD! But that bear wanted nothing to do with me. So I took HOLD of him and we began to wrestle. We wrestled down one hill, UP another and DOWN another until we came to a creek. So I quick DUNKED him and BAPTIZED his hairy soul. And just like you said, he became as gentle as a lamb. We spent the rest of The week in Fellowship, <BR/>feasting on God's Holy Word, and praising Jesus."<BR/><BR/>They both looked down at the rabbi, who was lying in a hospital bed tubes in and out of him. He was in bad shape. The rabbi , with a look of wise reflection, looks up and says, "Looking back on it, <BR/><BR/>circumcision may not have been the best way to start."bonemanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01615987464724590203noreply@blogger.com