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Mon, 23 Aug 2004 21:07:40 -0400
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A Bear Story

A priest, a Pentecostal preacher and a rabbi all served as chaplains to
the students of Northern Michigan University in Marquette. They would
get together two or three times a week for coffee and to talk shop.

One day, someone made the comment that preaching to people isn't really
that hard.  A real challenge would be to preach to a bear. One thing led
to another, and they decided to do a seven-day experiment. They would
each go into the woods, find a bear,
and preach to it. A week later, they're all together to discuss the
experience.

Father O'Flannery, who has his arm in a sling, is on crutches, and has
various bandages, goes first.  "Well," he says, in a fine Irish brogue,
"Ey wint oot into th' woods to find me a bear. Oond when Ey fund him Ey
began to rread to him from the Baltimorre Catechism. Well, that bear
wanted naught to do with' me and begun to slap me aboot.  So I quick
grrabbed me holy water and, THE SAINTS BE PRAISED, he became as gentle
as a lamb. The bishop is cooming oot next wik to give him fierst
communion und confierrmation."

Reverend Billy Bob spoke next.  He was in a wheelchair, with an arm and
both legs in casts.  In his best fire and brimstone oratory he
proclaimed, "WELL, brothers, you KNOW that we don't sprinkle...WE
DUNK!  I went out and I FOUND me a bear.  And then I began to read to
him from God's HOOOOLY WORD!  But that bear wanted nothing to do with
me. I SAY NO!  He wanted NOTHING to do with me So I took HOOOLD of him
and we began to rassle.  We rassled down one hill, UP another and DOWN
another until we come to a crick.  So I quick DUNK him and BAPTIZE his
hairy soul.
An' jus like you sez, he wuz gentle as a lamb. We spent the rest of the
week in fellowship, feasting on God's  HOOOOLY word."


They both look down at the rabbi, who is lying in a hospital bed. He's
in a body cast and  traction, with IV's and monitors running in and out
of him.


The rabbi looks up and says, "Oy!  Preaching to the bear was easy, but
he got a bit touchy about the circumcision."

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