Born a Baptist
My sister-in-law, Sandy, sent this one to me:
Each Friday night after work, Bubba would fire up his outdoor grill and cook a venison steak. But, all of Bubba's neighbors were Catholic....and since it was Lent , they were forbidden from eating meat on Friday . The delicious aroma from the grilled venison steaks was causing such a problem for the Catholic faithful that they finally talked to their priest. The Priest came to visit Bubba, and suggested that he become a Catholic.
After several classes and much study, Bubba attended Mass.....and as the priest sprinkled holy water over him, he said, 'You were born a Baptist, and raised a Baptist, but now you are a Catholic.'
Bubba's neighbors were greatly relieved, until Friday night arrived, and the wonderful aroma of grilled venison filled the neighborhood. The Priest was called immediately by the neighbors, and, as he rushed into Bubba's yard, clutching a rosary and prepared to scold him, he stopped and watched in amazement. There stood Bubba, clutching a small bottle of holy water which he carefully sprinkled over the grilling meat and chanted:
'You wuz born a deer, you wuz raised a deer, but now you is a catfish.'
Each Friday night after work, Bubba would fire up his outdoor grill and cook a venison steak. But, all of Bubba's neighbors were Catholic....and since it was Lent , they were forbidden from eating meat on Friday . The delicious aroma from the grilled venison steaks was causing such a problem for the Catholic faithful that they finally talked to their priest. The Priest came to visit Bubba, and suggested that he become a Catholic.
After several classes and much study, Bubba attended Mass.....and as the priest sprinkled holy water over him, he said, 'You were born a Baptist, and raised a Baptist, but now you are a Catholic.'
Bubba's neighbors were greatly relieved, until Friday night arrived, and the wonderful aroma of grilled venison filled the neighborhood. The Priest was called immediately by the neighbors, and, as he rushed into Bubba's yard, clutching a rosary and prepared to scold him, he stopped and watched in amazement. There stood Bubba, clutching a small bottle of holy water which he carefully sprinkled over the grilling meat and chanted:
'You wuz born a deer, you wuz raised a deer, but now you is a catfish.'
I really thought this one was cute. I smiled to myself as I read it. Then, I thought about it later. There is always so much truth in a good story. How many Christians do this on a daily basis? Convince themselves that doing something wrong is OK.
ReplyDeleteGreat story! And, I believe it is ok to eat steak on Friday!
ReplyDeleteOk now that is funny. Proves that we can not choose what people will be, are or for that matter.
ReplyDeleteThat made me laugh out loud.
Tommy,
ReplyDeleteI believe it is ok to eat steak on Friday also. But anonymous had a point! We can all convince ourselves something is ok if we want to do it, even though we know in our hearts it is not WWJD.
Pastor Mark...
ReplyDeleteGoes to show you that we bring our past into our present worship experience. We have several members who were Roman Catholic...they would appreciate your humor.
Seems like you hoave more bells and whistles on your blog now.