tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932117.post115310728156952238..comments2023-12-11T16:47:48.512-06:00Comments on Three O'Clock in the Morning: FWD: A puma by any other nameFletcherDodgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00870340800475532887noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932117.post-1153306160263828552006-07-19T05:49:00.000-05:002006-07-19T05:49:00.000-05:00LMAO...cute...LMAO...cute...MiCheleLynnXhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12007231460870968001noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932117.post-1153167120584609602006-07-17T15:12:00.000-05:002006-07-17T15:12:00.000-05:00Or, maybe it was a minster?A Priest, a Pentecostal...Or, maybe it was a minster?<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