Wednesday, January 16, 2008

church clothes

little boy was walking down a dirt road after church one Sunday
afternoon when he came to a crossroads where he met a little girl coming
from the other direction. "Hello" said the little boy.
"Hi" replied the little girl.
"Where are you going"? asked the little boy.
"I've been to church this morning and I'm on my way home", answered the
little girl.
"Me too", replied the little boy. "I'm also on my way home from church".
"Which church do you go to?" asked the little boy.
"I go to the Baptist church back down the road" replied the little girl.
"What about you?"
"I go to the Methodist church back at the top of the hill", replied the
little boy. They discover that they are both going the same way
so they decided that they'd walk together. They came to a low spot in the
road where spring rains had partially flooded the road so there was no way
that they could get across to the other side without getting wet.
"If I get my new Sunday dress wet my Mom's going to skin me alive" said
the little girl.
"My Mom'll tan my hide too if I get my new Sunday suit wet", replied the
little boy.
"I tell you what I think I'll do" said the little girl. "I'm gonna pull
off all my clothes and hold them over my head and wade across".
"That's a good idea", replied the little boy. "I'm going to do the same
thing with my suit".
So they both undressed and waded across to the other side without getting
their clothes wet. They were standing there in the sun waiting to drip dry
before putting their clothes back on when the little boy finally remarked.
"You know, I never did realize before just how much difference there
really is between a Baptist and a Methodist".