Praising the Lord
Waking up each morning, a religious women would open her front door, stand on the porch, and shout, “Praise the Lord!”
This infuriated her atheist neighbor and he often made it a point to counter back by yelling, “There is no Lord!”
One morning the atheist neighbor overheard his neighbor praying for food and, thinking it would be funny, went and bought her all sorts of groceries and left them on her porch.
The next morning the lady was delighted and screamed, “Praise the Lord who gave me this food!”
The neighbor laughing so hard he could barely get the words out when he shouted, “It wasn’t the Lord, it was me!”
Without missing a beat, the lady yelled back, “Praise the Lord for not only giving me food but making the atheist pay for it!!”
This infuriated her atheist neighbor and he often made it a point to counter back by yelling, “There is no Lord!”
One morning the atheist neighbor overheard his neighbor praying for food and, thinking it would be funny, went and bought her all sorts of groceries and left them on her porch.
The next morning the lady was delighted and screamed, “Praise the Lord who gave me this food!”
The neighbor laughing so hard he could barely get the words out when he shouted, “It wasn’t the Lord, it was me!”
Without missing a beat, the lady yelled back, “Praise the Lord for not only giving me food but making the atheist pay for it!!”