Jesus is in heaven. He goes for a walk. He walks along the walls. He hears a voice. It is coming from the other side. It is the voice of an old man. “Hello? Hello?” says the man. “Who is it?” asks Jesus. “Just a poor, old carpenter. I’m looking for my son.” “Joseph?” “Pinocchio?”
A man was praying as he was having a walk on a beach in California. Suddenly, the sky above him clouded over and he could hear the Lord say: “Because you have been faithful to me in all ways, I will make one of your wishes true.” “Build me a bridge from here to Hawaii. I want to be able to drive there anytime I feel like.” “That is a very materialistic and wasteful wish! Take your time to think and tell me another wish. A kind one!” The man thought for a long time. Finally, he said, “Lord, I would like to understand my wife. I want to know how she feels inside… What she is thinking when she gives me the silent treatment… Why she cries… What she means when she says ‘nothing is wrong’… And how I can make a woman truly happy?” “Do you want two or four lanes on that bridge?”
In a Catholic school restaurant, a nun puts a note in front of a pile of apples, “Take only one. God is watching.” Next to the apples, there is a pile of cookies. A little boy writes his own note, “Take all you want. God is watching the apples.”
The man: “God, how long is a million years?” God: “To me, it’s about a minute.” The man: “God, how much is a million dollars?” God: “To me it’s a penny.” The man: “God, may I have a penny?” God: “Wait a minute.”
There was a preacher who fell in the ocean and he couldn’t swim. When a boat came by, the captain yelled, “Do you need help, sir?” The preacher calmly said, “No, God will save me.” A little later, another boat came by and a fisherman asked, “Hey, do you need help?” The preacher replied again, “No, God will save me.” Finally, the preacher drowned and went to heaven. The preacher asked God, “Why didn’t you save me?” God replied, “Fool, I sent you two boats!”
A lawyer died and arrived at the Pearly Gates. To his shock, there were thousands of people ahead of him in line to see St. Peter. To his surprise, St. Peter left his desk at the gate and came down the long line to where the lawyer was, and greeted him warmly. Then St. Peter and one of his assistants took the lawyer by the hands and guided him up to the front of the line, and into a comfortable chair by his desk. The lawyer said, “I don’t mind all this attention, but what makes me so special?” St. Peter replied, “Well, I’ve added up all the hours for which you billed your clients, and by my calculation you must be about 193 years old!”
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