Cowboy & Church (in response to Frank!)

Balin

Balin

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A cowboy decides to see for himself if there is anything to religion after all.
On Sunday, he heads into town and goes into the most friendly looking church he finds. Spends the morning listening carefully to sermon, takes a few notes.

After the service, he is approached by Elder Jones. The Elder greets him, and says "Son, I'm glad you chose to worship the Lord with us today. And, I hope to see you back with us next Sunday." After a brief pause he adds "But, not dressed like that."

The cowboy looks at his boots, levis, big 'ol belt buckle, checkered shirt and hat, and asks "what's wrong with how I'm dressed?"

The Elder just raises his eyebrows and says "Tell you what son, I want you to pray and ask God how He would have you dress when you come to worship at my church."

The cowboy says he would, and leaves. Next Sunday, the cowboy walks into church, wearing boots, levis, the big 'ol belt buckle, shirt not too different from last weeks, and his hat. Elder Jones is flabergasted... He walks up to the cowboy, and says "Hello son, good to see you again.... But I thought I told you to talk to God about appropriate dress when you came to worship here."

The cowboy answers, "Well sir, I did. And God answered me." Taken by surprise, Elder Jones asks "He did? What'd He tell you?" Taking his hat off, the cowboy looks the Elder in the eye, and says "Well sir, He said "I'm not really sure, you see, I've never been there.""
 
It is interesting that people who have to be aware of the very different ways we worship still believe their own particular rules and regulations control the universe and that deep down inside, everyone else really really agrees with them. :)

We have a story about a poor man who decided to go to the synagogue one Saturday, but never having been there before, he sat in back and mumbled quietly to himself during prayers.

One man standing near him overheard that he was mumbling the alphabet, over and over again. After the service, he asked him why.

"I never learned to read well enough to follow the service," he said, "but I do remember my alphabet, so I recite it and ask God to put it into the best prayers for me."
 
Esav Benyamin said:
It is interesting that people who have to be aware of the very different ways we worship still believe their own particular rules and regulations control the universe and that deep down inside, everyone else really really agrees with them. :)

We have a story about a poor man who decided to go to the synagogue one Saturday, but never having been there before, he sat in back and mumbled quietly to himself during prayers.

One man standing near him overheard that he was mumbling the alphabet, over and over again. After the service, he asked him why.

"I never learned to read well enough to follow the service," he said, "but I do remember my alphabet, so I recite it and ask God to put it into the best prayers for me."
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I don't remember all the words but that reminds me of the story/song about the soldier with a "Deck of Cards".
 
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