Tuesday, April 25, 2006

The 2nd Story

Pastor decided to go for a drive because he needed a quiet place to prepare his message. He stopped at some quiet place. While he was there, he saw a man throw a drink can on the street. Pastor joked that the “Singaporean in me rose up” and he honked his car’s horn at the man and pointed at the can, gesturing for the man to pick up the can.

The man realized his mistake and picked the can up, but as he was going towards a dustbin, the man stopped, turned, and walked towards Pastor’s car. Obviously the man was thinking, “Who are you to tell me what to do?”

Pastor saw this and he also realized that the man was quite muscular. This was clearly trouble and Pastor prayed, “God, help!”

Immediately, out of nowhere, Pastor had the inclination to take out his wallet and flip it out and flip it back. It looked like he was a policeman or something. With that, the man stopped in his tracks, saluted apologetically and went on to throw the can into the basket.

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