The Bible Doesn’t Whisper
A Shadowed Open Road
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Jokes I Like to Tell
One time a motorist was driving down a stretch of road right on the edge of town, and the road happened to run by a mental hospital. When he was right next to the hospital, his right rear tire blew out, and he pulled angrily over to the side of the road, right next to the fence that enclosed the hospital grounds. He was already having a bad day, and so he got out angrily, muttering and swearing under his breath, and started to change the tire. Not surprisingly, some of the inmates came over to watch him, and a small crowd gathered. Not surprisingly, this made the motorist even more irate.
Because he was getting so agitated, a number of little things started to go wrong, which exasperated him further. That’s how bad days operate, right? But the worst came when he got up after putting the new tire on, and accidentally kicked the hub cap where he had placed the lug nuts. The whole thing flipped over and all four lug nuts sailed in a nice little arc and right down a storm drain that was conveniently right there. The motorist swore loudly, hit the ground with the tire iron a couple of times, kicked the offending hub cap again, and began the long walk to the auto parts store. The day could scarcely get any worse.
As he started off, one of the inmates yelled after him, “Hey, mister!”
He stopped, still angry, and turned around. “What?!” he said.
“Why don’t you take a lug nut off your three other tires, and put this tire on with those three, and then you can drive to the auto parts store?”
The motorist stood there, flummoxed, and was quite for a moment. Then he said, “That’s a great idea . . .” and began to walk back to the car. “Thanks!” he said.
When he got back to his car, he started to take off the first lug nut, but then stopped, stood up, and turned around. He made eye contact with the inmate who had made the helpful suggestion, and said, “Look, if you don’t mind my asking . . .”
At this the inmate grinned, and cut him off. “Oh, I’m in here for being crazy. Not for being stupid.”
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Letters of Marital Counsel
This book is the third in a series of counseling books, all of them made up of fictional letters. In this book, letters are addressed to an array of married couples who are struggling with different challenges.