There was once a very old man, whose eyes had become dim, his ears dull of hearing, his knees trembled, and when he sat at table he could hardly hold the spoon, and spilt the broth upon the table-cloth or let it run out of his mouth.
His son and his son’s wife were disgusted at this, so the old grandfather at last had to sit in the corner behind the stove, and they gave him his food in an earthenware bowl, and not even enough of it. And he used to look towards the table with his eyes full of tears.
Once, too, his trembling hands could not hold the bowl, and it fell to the ground and broke. The young wife scolded him, but he said nothing and only sighed. Then they brought him a wooden bowl for a few half-pence, out of which he had to eat.
They were once sitting thus when the little grandson of four years old began to gather together some bits of wood upon the ground.
‘What are you doing there?’ asked the father.
‘I am making a little trough,’ answered the child, ’for father and mother to eat out of when I am big.’
The man and his wife looked at each other for a while, and presently began to cry. Then they took the old grandfather to the table, and henceforth always let him eat with them, and likewise said nothing if he did spill a little of anything.
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Friday, 10 October 2025
Friday, 12 September 2025
A Man and A Dog and Heaven
A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead.
He remembered dying, and that the dog walking beside him had been dead for years. He wondered where the road was leading them.
After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight.
Would you happen to have some water?' the man asked.
Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up'.
The man gestured, and the gate began to open.
'Can my friend,' gesturing toward his dog, 'come in, too?' the traveler asked.
'I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets.'
The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the road and continued the way he had been going with his dog.
After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road leading through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence. As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book.
'Excuse me!' he called to the man. 'Do you have any water?'
'Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there, come on in..'
'How about my friend here?' the traveler gestured to the dog.
There should be a bowl by the pump.'
They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it.
The traveler filled the water bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave some to the dog.
When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree.
'What do you call this place?' the traveler asked.
This is Heaven,' he answered.
'Well, that's confusing,' the traveler said. 'The man down the road said that was Heaven, too.'
'Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's hell.'
'Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?'
'No, we're just happy that they screen out the folks who would leave their best friends behind.
He remembered dying, and that the dog walking beside him had been dead for years. He wondered where the road was leading them.
After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight.
When he was standing before it he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother-of-pearl, and the street that led to the gate
looked like pure gold. He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side.
When he was close enough, he called out, 'Excuse me, where are we?'
Would you happen to have some water?' the man asked.
Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up'.
The man gestured, and the gate began to open.
'Can my friend,' gesturing toward his dog, 'come in, too?' the traveler asked.
'I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets.'
The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the road and continued the way he had been going with his dog.
After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road leading through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence. As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book.
'Excuse me!' he called to the man. 'Do you have any water?'
'Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there, come on in..'
'How about my friend here?' the traveler gestured to the dog.
There should be a bowl by the pump.'
They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it.
The traveler filled the water bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave some to the dog.
When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree.
'What do you call this place?' the traveler asked.
This is Heaven,' he answered.
'Well, that's confusing,' the traveler said. 'The man down the road said that was Heaven, too.'
'Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's hell.'
'Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?'
'No, we're just happy that they screen out the folks who would leave their best friends behind.
Sunday, 4 February 2024
A must read ...
A lady went into a doctors office and during her examination the doctor noticed a cross on her neck. The doctor curious about the cross began a conversation with his patient and asked ...
"I see you wear a cross around your neck, are you a Christian?"
"Yes," the lady responded to which the doctor replied ...
"I am a Catholic and I am disappointed with born again Christians ..."
"Why?" The lady replied.
The doctor replied in anger: "Because you all talk about Jesus and how great He is but yet you never talk about His mother and I find that offensive."
After a moment's silence the lady responded and said: "Doctor can I ask you something?"
The lady smiled and said: "Doctor if I make my next appointment and you are not available can I ask for your mother to come and see me instead?"
Horrified the doctor replied: "Of course you can't. I'm the one who studied medicine. I'm the one who is qualified not my mother, she may have given birth to me but I'm the one who studied and became qualified. She knows nothing about medicine!"
The lady responded with a smile and said: "That's why I talk about Jesus and not Mary. She didn't qualify to be my Saviour, she didn't die and rise again and she didn't pay the price for my sins!"
"I see you wear a cross around your neck, are you a Christian?"
"Yes," the lady responded to which the doctor replied ...
"I am a Catholic and I am disappointed with born again Christians ..."
"Why?" The lady replied.
The doctor replied in anger: "Because you all talk about Jesus and how great He is but yet you never talk about His mother and I find that offensive."
After a moment's silence the lady responded and said: "Doctor can I ask you something?"
"Of course," he replied.
The lady smiled and said: "Doctor if I make my next appointment and you are not available can I ask for your mother to come and see me instead?"
Horrified the doctor replied: "Of course you can't. I'm the one who studied medicine. I'm the one who is qualified not my mother, she may have given birth to me but I'm the one who studied and became qualified. She knows nothing about medicine!"
The lady responded with a smile and said: "That's why I talk about Jesus and not Mary. She didn't qualify to be my Saviour, she didn't die and rise again and she didn't pay the price for my sins!"
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