A fifteen year-old boy came home with a Porsche and his parents began to yell and scream,
''Where did you get that car?''
He calmly told them, ''I bought it today.''
''With what money?'' demanded his parents.
"We know what a Porsche costs.."
''Well,'' said the boy, ''This one cost me fifteen dollars.''
So the parents began to yell even louder. ''Who would sell a car like that for fifteen dollars?'' they asked.
''It was the lady up the street,'' said the boy. "I Don't know her name-they
just moved in. She saw me ride past on my bike and asked me if I wanted
to buy a Porsche for fifteen dollars.''
''Oh my Goodness!,''
moaned the mother, ''She must be a child abuser. Who knows what she will
do next? John, you go right up there and see what's going on.''
So
the boy's father walked up the street to the house where the lady lived
and found her out in the yard calmly planting petunias. He introduced
himself as the father of the boy to whom she had sold a Porsche for
fifteen dollars and demanded to know why she did it.
''Well,''
she said, ''This morning I got a phone call from my husband. I thought he
was on a business trip, but learned from a friend he has run off to
Hawaii with his secretary and really doesn't intend to come back. He
claimed he was stranded and asked me to sell his new Porsche and send
him the money. So I did.''
Have a great weekend everybody~!
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KEEPING THE FAITH: RANDOM PRAYERS "ON THE DOWNLOAD"
DEAR GOD: My heart is heavy with my own failures. I try to excuse them and explain to myself why they occurred, because I want to be free from the feeling that I am unworthy and incapable of being all that I can be. But I find it easier to accept your forgiveness than to forgive myself. When I try to forgive myself, it seems I only remember and re-play my failures in my mind, and a sense of hopelessness floods over me. Help me to know that my past actions are a part of my growing humanity and that even when I fail to live up to what is your will for me, every single moment can be lived anew. Remind me that refusing to forgive myself only keeps me from experiencing that newness. Assure me of the truth that by casting “my sins into the depth of the sea”, you have freed me to discard them myself and live the next moment as if it were my first, for indeed it is. I ask this for the sake of your love. Amen.
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Now that's a laugh to start the weekend! I know you'll be wrapped up in the Penn Relays this weekend so enjoy yourself! Memories of the days when you ran that course are fresh now, but remember cousin, you are OLD!! LOL. Have a great weekend!
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