John invited his mother over for dinner. During the meal, his mother
couldn't help noticing how beautiful John's roommate was. She had long
been suspicious of a relationship between John and his roommate, and
this only made her more curious.
Over the course of the evening,
while watching the two interact, she started to wonder if there was more
between John and the roommate than met the eye. Reading his mom's
thoughts, John volunteered, "I know what you must be thinking, but I assure you, Julie and I are just roommates."
About a week later, Julie came to John and said, "Ever since your
mother came to dinner, I've been unable to find the beautiful silver
gravy ladle. You don't suppose she took it, do you?"
John said, "Well, I
doubt it, but I'll write her a letter just to be sure."
So he
sat down and wrote "Dear Mother, I'm not saying you did take a gravy
ladle from my house, and I'm not saying you did not take a gravy ladle.
But the fact remains that one has been missing ever since you were here
for dinner."
Several days later, John received a letter from his
mother which read: "Dear Son, I'm not saying that you do sleep with
Julie, and I'm not saying that you do not sleep with Julie. But the fact
remains that if she was sleeping in her own bed, she would have found
the gravy ladle by now. Love, Mom."
Lesson of the day...Don't Lie To Your Mother!
HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND EVERYBODY!
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KEEPING THE FAITH: RANDOM PRAYERS "ON THE DOWNLOAD"
DEAR GOD: You know the emptiness of my heart. Sometimes I wonder if you are there, if you hear, and if there is any hope that my situation will be different. When loneliness looms around me, when my questions are unanswered, when no one seems to care, when days and nights go on and on with no change, when I fall deeper into despair, I pray that you will let your peace fall upon me as gently as the spring rain that waters the earth. Remind me of your unconditional and eternal love for me. Assure me of your presence. Fill my heart with the hope that my life is held in your hand. Lift my pain so that joy may flow freely again through me. I ask this for the sake of your love. Amen.
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