> Sunday's sermon was -- Forgive Your Enemies
>
> >Toward the end of the service, the Minister asked , "How many of you have
> >forgiven
> >your enemies?"
> >
> >80 percent of the congregation held up their hands.
> >
> >The Minister then repeated his question. All responded this time except one
> >small elderly lady.
> >
> >"Mrs. Jones, are you not willing to forgive your enemies?" the minister
> >asked.
> >
> >"I don't have any," she replied, smiling sweetly.
> >
> >"Mrs. Jones, That is very unusual. How old are you?"
> >
> >"Ninety-eight," she replied.
> >
> >"Oh, Mrs. Jones. Would you please come down in front and tell us all how a
> >person can live ninety-eight years and not have an enemy in the world."
> >
> >The little sweetheart of a lady tottered down the aisle, faced the
> >congregation, and said:
> >"I outlived the sons of bitches."
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