FORGIVE YOUR ENEMIES
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>The preacher's, Sunday sermon was, 'Forgive Your Enemies'.
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>Toward the end of the service, he asked his congregation,
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>"How many of you have forgiven your enemies?"
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>About half held up their hands the first time, but after a little cajoling
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>he was able to get all but one little old lady to raise their hands.
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>"Mrs. Jones," inquired the preacher,
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>"Are you not willing to forgive your enemies?"
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>"I don't have any," she replied, smiling sweetly.
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>"Mrs. Jones, that is very unusual. How old are you?"
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>"Ninety-three," she replied.
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>"Oh Mrs. Jones, what a blessing and a lesson to us all you are.
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>Would you please come down in front of this congregation and
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>tell us all how a person can live ninety-three years and not have
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>an enemy in the world?"
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>The little sweetheart of a lady tottered down the aisle, faced the
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>congregation, and said:
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>"I outlived the bitches."