The Sunday sermon was, Forgive Your Enemies, and toward the end of the
service, the preacher asked his congregation," How many of you have forgiven
their enemies?"
About half held up their hands.
He then repeated his question. As it was past lunchtime, this time about
80 percent held up their hands. He then repeated his question again. All
responded, except one small elderly lady.
"Mrs. Jones?" Inquired the preacher; "Are you not willing to forgive your
enemies?"
"I don't have any." She replied, smiling sweetly.
"Mrs. Jones, That is very unusual. How old are you?"
"Ninety-three." She replied.
"Oh Mrs. Jones, what a blessing and a lesson to us all you are. Would
you please come down in front of this congregation and tell us all how a
person can live ninety-three years and not have an enemy in the world?"
The little sweetheart of a lady tottered down the aisle, faced the
congregation, and said:......"They all died......I outlived them all!" |