Lord, I hate Buttermilk

A visiting Priest was attending a men’s breakfast in Ohio farm country. He asked one of the impressive older farmers in attendance to say grace that morning. After all were seated, the older farmer began …

“Lord, I hate buttermilk.”

The Priest opened one eye and wondered to himself where this was going.

Then the farmer loudly proclaimed, “Lord, I hate lard.”

Now the Priest was overly worried.

However without missing a beat, the farmer prayed on, “And Lord, you know I don’t care much for raw white flour.”

Just as the Priest was ready to  stand and stop everything, the farmer continued,

“But Lord, when you mix ’em all together and bake ’em up, I do love fresh biscuits.

“So Lord, when things come up we don’t like, when life gets hard, when we just don’t understand what you are sayin’ to us, we just need to relax and wait ’till You are done mixin’, and probably it will be somethin’ even better than biscuits.”

Amen.

Taken from “Points of Light” every Friday newsletter. Contact Selise at ssmith@simione.com to sign up or see past issues.

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About Boyd & Nicholas
Tom Boyd & Tom Nicholas were THE COST REPORT PEOPLE from 1993 - 2013. In 2014 they became part of Simione Healthcare Consultants. The blog solely reflects the views of Tom Boyd. email: teblite@aol.com

One Response to Lord, I hate Buttermilk

  1. Bernie Lorenz says:

    Very Good!

    Like

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