Amen.
Posted: Sun May 30, 2004 10:27 pm
There once was a man and a woman who had been married for 60 years. They shared eveything and kept no secrets from each other, except for one. The old woman had kept a shoe box on the top of the wardrobe all these years and had instructed her hubby to never open it or ask about it.
For all those years the hubby had never thought about it, but one day the old woman got very sick and the doctor told him she would never recover. In trying to put their affairs in order, the old man took down the shoe box and took it to his wife's bedside.
She agreed it was time he knew what was in the box so she opened it and showed him inside. He took out two crocheted doilies and a large sum of money in total $25,000. He then asked her about the contents.
She said, " When we were first married my grandmother told me the secret to a happy marriage was never to argue, she told me if ever I got angry with you to just go and crochet a doily."
The little old man was so moved he had to fight back tears. Only two doilies in the box, she had only been angry with him two times in 60 years, he almost burst with happiness.
"Darling" he said, "That explains the doilies but what about all this money, where did it come from?"
"Oh that's all the money I made over the years from selling all the doilies," she replied.
Her little little Prayer was.....Dear Lord, I pray for the wisdom to understand my man. I love to forgive him and have patience for his moods, because dear Lord, if I pray for strength then I'm afraid I'll beat him to death. Amen.
For all those years the hubby had never thought about it, but one day the old woman got very sick and the doctor told him she would never recover. In trying to put their affairs in order, the old man took down the shoe box and took it to his wife's bedside.
She agreed it was time he knew what was in the box so she opened it and showed him inside. He took out two crocheted doilies and a large sum of money in total $25,000. He then asked her about the contents.
She said, " When we were first married my grandmother told me the secret to a happy marriage was never to argue, she told me if ever I got angry with you to just go and crochet a doily."
The little old man was so moved he had to fight back tears. Only two doilies in the box, she had only been angry with him two times in 60 years, he almost burst with happiness.
"Darling" he said, "That explains the doilies but what about all this money, where did it come from?"
"Oh that's all the money I made over the years from selling all the doilies," she replied.
Her little little Prayer was.....Dear Lord, I pray for the wisdom to understand my man. I love to forgive him and have patience for his moods, because dear Lord, if I pray for strength then I'm afraid I'll beat him to death. Amen.
