Let's Welcome Mrs Nufon to MAKE MY MONDAY!

My goodness if i'm not mistaken-- I'm thinkin we're lookin at our third week of
MAKE MY MONDAY. It has been my pleasur to be sure. An seein how this week we're celebratin the resurection of our Good Lord --I thought a little church humor might be fittin.


This first one is rather close to my heart since ya never know when ya might be likely ta pass me along the way. These old bones don't tend to move like they used to.

For those who speed on the highway and by ways - a few hymns for you:
45 mph......................God Will Take Care of You
55 mph......................Guide Me, O Thou Great Jehovah
65 mph......................Nearer My God to Thee
75 mph......................Nearer Still Nearer
85 mph......................This World Is Not My Home
95 mph......................Lord, I'm Coming Home
Over 100 mph............Precious Memories

These next few are for those wee little ones who sumtimes don't comprehend everything the way they should. Oh ta have the mind of a chile again.

One Sunday morning, the pastor noticed that little Alex was staring up at the large plaque that hung in the foyer of the church. The plaque was covered with names, and small American flags were mounted on either side of it. The little seven-year old had been staring at the plaque for some time, so the pastor walked up, stood beside the boy, and said quietly, "Good morning Alex." "Good morning pastor," replied the young man, still focused on the plaque. "Pastor Jamison, what is this?" Alex asked. "Well, Son, it's a Memorial to all the young men and women who died in the service." Soberly, they stood together, staring at the large plaque. Little Alex's voice was barely audible when he asked.. "Which service, the 9:00 or the 11:00?"

An here's one last one for I'm off to make my groceries.

At the Henry Street Hebrew School, Mr. Goldblatt, the new teacher, finished the day's lesson. It was now time for the usual question period.
"Mr. Goldblatt," announced Little Johnny, "there's somethin' I can't figger out."
"What's that, Johnny?" asked Goldblatt.
"Well, accordin' to the Bible, the Children of Israel crossed the Red Sea, right?"
"Right."
"An' the Children of Isreal beat up the Philistines, right?"
"Er--right."
"An' the Children of Israel built the Temple, right?"
"Again, you're right."
"An' the Children of Israel fought the 'gyptians, an' the Children of Isreal fought the Romans, an' the Children of Israel wuz always doin' somethin' important, right?" exclaimed Little Johnny.
"All that is right, too," agreed Mr. Goldblatt. "So what's your question?"
"What I wanna know is this," demanded Little Johnny. "What wuz all the grown-ups doin'?"

Well it's time for me ta hurry along. May yur day be sunny and yur moods be bright.
And most important---Don't be forgettin to
Go With Jesus!