I RAN ..........HAHAHAHA

The word tells us that laughter is good medicine. I have found myself the past few months not laughing enough, so I plan on changing that.

I was born laughing and it was always my intentions of making people laugh. My sweet grandmother said that I had "dancing" eyes full of mischief. She was such a wise little lady. Me and my older brother PE used to get excused from the supper table more nights than we were allowed to stay (you would have thought I would have been a skinny child NOT!!) AND church, I will not even go there. We would sit on the back pew, like most adolescents and some where in the course of the song service or preaching, something would get us started and there was no hope. We would have to slip out the back door and hope that we were not heard though those large wooden doors.


I remember once on a Sunday night the little women from the WMU' s (I think that is what they were called) They were doing a little skit about different countries and where the Baptist Missionary's were teaching and preaching the gospel. Each one of these little ladies were dressed (as best they could) in the native dress of their country. They wore a banner across their chest much like the beauty contestant that cross the floor in their little skimpy bikinis. Anyway, across the stage they came one by one and read or quoted a little bit of information regarding their country and the missionaries there.

As each one finished they would cross the platform and go out the side door of the sanctuary which led outside to the parking lot. There was on particular lady who we all knew as Mrs Reed, a precious saint of God that prayed more than she did anything else, across her banner read " I RAN. I do not know who made the banners but they place a space between the I and the R, well that got us started and before we could contain ourselves she finished her little speech and headed out the side door. It was not 4 seconds that we heard a motorcycle start up out side and it was Katie Barr The Door. Me and PE could no longer contain ourselves and out the door we went with the entire body of Christ watching as we went, INCLUDING little Grandmother. Boy were we ever in trouble. You just had to be there............ Laughter, we did a lot of that when we were young. IN FACT you get me and PE together in person or even over the phone and nothing has changed. Ask anyone, we can laugh and laugh and people just have to stand aside and wonder what in the world.

Laughter is good medicine........... Have you taken you medicine today.......

ENJOY
(I got this in an email today)

I had to post this......... I laughed out loud....... If you have seen it, read it again.

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I had a flat tire on the interstate, so I eased my car over to the shoulder of the road, carefully got out of the car and opened the trunk.

I took out 2 cardboard men, unfolded them and stood them at the rear of my car facing oncoming traffic.

They look so life like you wouldn't believe it! They are in trench coats exposing their nude bodies to the approaching drivers.

To my surprise, cars start slowing down looking at my lifelike men which made it safer for me to work at the side of the road.

And of course, traffic starts backing up. Everybody is tooting their horns and waving like crazy. It wasn't long before a state trooper pulls up behind me.

He gets out of his car and starts walking towards me. I could tell he was not a happy camper!

'What's going on here?'

'My car has a flat tire', I said calmly.

'Well, what are those obscene cardboard men doing here by the road?'

I couldn't believe that he didn't know. So I told him, 'Helloooooo, those are my Emergency Flashers.