Jokes I Like to Tell
Once upon a time, a number of decades ago, public schools used to be more open to displays of faith than they are now. And so one time an elementary school teacher had a segment of their “show and tell” time that emphasized the religious faith commitments of their respective homes. The children were told to bring some object in to school that said something about the faith practices of their household.
The first student to go was a young Catholic boy, who brought in a crucifix that was hanging on the wall of their dining room. He showed it to the class, and explained the significance of it, and the class was quite interested. He did a fine job actually.
The next day a Jewish girl brought in a painting that featured a Star of David in it. She explained that this painting was hanging in their living room, and she used the occasion to talk about the history of modern Israel, and her family’s Judaism. She too did a fine job.
The third day a Muslim student brought in his father’s prayer rug, and he explained the responsibility that devout Muslims have to pray facing Mecca five times a day. The class, again, was fascinated.
The last day belonged to a young Baptist boy. He stood up in front of the class and began his talk. “I am a Baptist,” he said, “and this is a casserole . . . “
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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.