A flood strikes a small Southern town, where an old pastor sits rocking on his porch when the neighbors pull up with an aluminum fishing boat. They plead for the preacher to get in, but he insists he’ll be fine.
“The Lord will take care of me,” he tells them.
The water rises. The preacher is on his roof when the sheriff’s department arrives with a rescue boat. But again he declines.
“The Lord will take care of me,” he tells them.
The water rises. The preacher is standing on his chimney when the National Guard flies overhead in a helicopter. They drop a rope ladder to him. But he waves them away.
“The Lord will take care of me,” he shouts before they fly on.
An hour later the preacher arrives at the Pearly Gates, where St. Peter asks what the heck he’s doing there. The preacher is confused, too. He says he thought the Lord would take care of him.
“Well, we sent two rowboats and a helicopter,” St. Peter says. “What more did you expect?”
The lord and protection by faith
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Re: The lord and protection by faith
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What contemptible scoundrel has stolen the cork to my lunch? -- W.C. Fields
"Many of those who enjoy freedom know little of its price."
You can't fix Stupid, but you can occasionally head it off before it hurts something.