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if anyone is thinking of conversion
Started by
russel
, Feb 21 2012 03:22 AM
6 replies to this topic
#1
Posted 21 February 2012 - 03:22 AM
#2
Posted 21 February 2012 - 08:28 AM
#3
Posted 21 February 2012 - 08:37 AM
russ your sounding like a bible basher...
#4
Posted 22 February 2012 - 03:09 PM
you still wont be accepted as a proper jew anyway
#5
Posted 23 February 2012 - 08:00 AM
RELIGIOUS CONVERSION
A Catholic priest, a Baptist preacher and a rabbi all served as
Chaplains to the students of Northern Michigan University at
Marquette in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan .
They would get together 2 or 3 times a week for coffee and to
talk shop.
One day, a student commented that preaching to people isn't
really all that hard; a real challenge would be to preach to a
bear.
One thing led to another, and they decided to do an
experiment. They would all go out into the woods, find a bear,
preach to it, and attempt to convert it to their religion.
Seven days later, they all came together to discuss their
experiences.
Father Flannery, who had his arm in a sling, was on crutches,
and had various bandages on his body and limbs, went first.
'Well,' he said, 'I went into the woods to find me a bear. And
when I found him, I began to read to him from the Catechism.
Well, that bear wanted nothing to do with me and began to
slap me around. So I quickly grabbed my holy water, sprinkled
him and, Holy Mary Mother of God, he became as gentle as a
lamb. The Bishop is coming out next week to give him his
first communion and confirmation.'
Reverend Billy Bob spoke next. He was in a wheelchair, had
one arm and both legs in casts, and had an IV drip.
In his best fire-and-brimstone oratory, he exclaimed, 'Brothers,
you know that we Baptists don't sprinkle! I went out and found
me a bear. I began to read to my bear from God's Holy Word!
But that bear wanted nothing to do with me.
So I grabbed him and we began to wrestle. We wrestled down
one hill, up another and down another until we came to a creek.
So I quickly dunked him and baptised his hairy soul. Just like
you said, he became as gentle as a lamb. We spent the rest of
the day praising Jesus . . . Halleluja!
The priest and the reverend both looked down at the rabbi,
who was lying in a hospital bed. He was in a body cast and
traction with IVs and monitors running in and out of him. He
was in terrible shape.
The rabbi looked up and said: "Upon reflection, circumcision
may not have been the best way to start."
A Catholic priest, a Baptist preacher and a rabbi all served as
Chaplains to the students of Northern Michigan University at
Marquette in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan .
They would get together 2 or 3 times a week for coffee and to
talk shop.
One day, a student commented that preaching to people isn't
really all that hard; a real challenge would be to preach to a
bear.
One thing led to another, and they decided to do an
experiment. They would all go out into the woods, find a bear,
preach to it, and attempt to convert it to their religion.
Seven days later, they all came together to discuss their
experiences.
Father Flannery, who had his arm in a sling, was on crutches,
and had various bandages on his body and limbs, went first.
'Well,' he said, 'I went into the woods to find me a bear. And
when I found him, I began to read to him from the Catechism.
Well, that bear wanted nothing to do with me and began to
slap me around. So I quickly grabbed my holy water, sprinkled
him and, Holy Mary Mother of God, he became as gentle as a
lamb. The Bishop is coming out next week to give him his
first communion and confirmation.'
Reverend Billy Bob spoke next. He was in a wheelchair, had
one arm and both legs in casts, and had an IV drip.
In his best fire-and-brimstone oratory, he exclaimed, 'Brothers,
you know that we Baptists don't sprinkle! I went out and found
me a bear. I began to read to my bear from God's Holy Word!
But that bear wanted nothing to do with me.
So I grabbed him and we began to wrestle. We wrestled down
one hill, up another and down another until we came to a creek.
So I quickly dunked him and baptised his hairy soul. Just like
you said, he became as gentle as a lamb. We spent the rest of
the day praising Jesus . . . Halleluja!
The priest and the reverend both looked down at the rabbi,
who was lying in a hospital bed. He was in a body cast and
traction with IVs and monitors running in and out of him. He
was in terrible shape.
The rabbi looked up and said: "Upon reflection, circumcision
may not have been the best way to start."
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