The story is told about a lady who was very distraught because her pet cat died. His name was Homer.
She called a local Baptist church and asked the minister if he
performed funerals for cats and of course he told her he did not, but suggested she call the
Presbyterian church. He thought that they conducted funerals for cats.
And of course the Presbyterian church didn’t either and so they
referred her to the Methodist church in town.
The Methodist church passed, and said, “Sorry, but we don’t perform
funerals for cats either.”
On February 27, 1991, during the Desert Storm War, a woman by the name of Ruth Dillow
received the worst call of her life. Her son, Clayton Carpenter, Private First
Class, had stepped on a land mine and was dead. For the next three days she
grieved. No one could comfort her.
On the third day after receiving
the terrible news, the phone rang. On the other end of the phone there was a
voice that said, “Mom, it’s me. I’m alive.” At first she thought it was a cruel
joke, but as the conversation continued, she realized it was her son.
One night a house caught on fire, and a little
boy was stranded on the second floor. All the boy could see was smoke
and flames. However, he could hear his father’s voice. telling him to jump. The boy said, “Daddy, I
can’t see you.”
The dad said, “But I can see you, and that’s all that matters.”
We cannot see God, but He can see us and that is all that matters.
The story is told of an old man who was
wandering in the desert looking for water. He approached an old shack and on
the porch area he found a water pump. Next to the water pump he saw a one
gallon jug. A note on the jug said, “Use all the water to prime the pump.” The
man’s instincts said to drink the water and not trust the pump. Nevertheless he
poured the water into the pump and began pumping until an abundance of
cool water came to the top.
One lovely moonlit night a grandfather and his
small granddaughter went for a walk. The stars were magnificent. As the
grandfather named individual stars and constellations, the granddaughter
exclaimed, “Grandpa, if the bottom side of Heaven is this beautiful, just think
how wonderful the top side must be.”
A young boy in Korea was a houseboy
for some American soldiers. Sometimes they thought it was funny to play harmless jokes on him. They would tease him. They would tie his shoe strings together.
They would lock him out of the house.
Eventually they realized that their practical jokes were not viewed as funny by the boy so they apologized. He said, “That’s
okay, I will stop spitting in your soup now.”
In Muhammad Ali’s heyday as the
heavy weight champion in boxing, he had taken his seat on a 747 which was
starting to taxi down the runway for take off. The flight attendant walked by
and noticed Ali did not have on his seatbelt, and said, “Please fasten your
seatbelt, sir.”
He looked up proudly and snapped, “Superman
don’t need no seatbelt.”
Without hesitation she stared at him and said,
“Superman don’t need no plane.”
Source: Tony Evan’s Book of Illustrations, Tony Evans
