Michael
07-10-2005, 08:59 PM
There once was a man stranded on the proverbial desert island. However it was big enough, with enough resources for a person to survive. In fact the man was resourceful enough to last for years. Finally one day, a ship came within sight. He jumped up and down. He flailed his arms. He screamed at the top of his lungs. Finally they spotted him and came to rescue him.
They arrived and sent a small boat to meet the man. After many hugs and tears of gratitude, the man climbed into the boat and they began their way out to the ship. Looking back at the island with the man, a crew member asked, "What are those three huts on the shore?"
"Oh, the one on the right is my home and the one in the middle is the church where I worship God." The man replied.
The crewman waited, and then asked, "What's the third hut on the left?"
"Oh, that's the church I used to go to!"
They arrived and sent a small boat to meet the man. After many hugs and tears of gratitude, the man climbed into the boat and they began their way out to the ship. Looking back at the island with the man, a crew member asked, "What are those three huts on the shore?"
"Oh, the one on the right is my home and the one in the middle is the church where I worship God." The man replied.
The crewman waited, and then asked, "What's the third hut on the left?"
"Oh, that's the church I used to go to!"