Comments on: Tuesday Town Hall 23…Great Memories

By: Nancy Massey

Nancy Massey — Tue, 31 Mar 2009 21:47:13 +0000

I was in church the service where the pastor spit out his teeth it was hilarious but the great thing was he didn’t miss a beat.

I remember one time a really long time ago when a particular person was talking about how funny some of his old church friends shouted, you know one looked like a water sprinkler, one looked like a tea pot-tipping over to pour out tea, and one looked like a man swatting a bee, well his story was quite funny and we all took it in–but low and behold two weeks later during a Holy Ghost throw down at church there he was doing all three at different intervals. I noticed him and I learned a very valuable lesson–never mock or make fun of anyone elses shouting ticks because you may very well do them yourself.

Love ya,

Nancy

By: Sonny

Sonny — Wed, 18 Mar 2009 06:14:58 +0000

Heath: Funniest thing I can think of happened one Sunday when I was giving the children’s sermon. I always had the kids gather up front and talked to them for a second before we dismissed them for children’s church. One morning, I talked to them about understanding when God was speaking to us. I was talking about diffrent “signs” that God gives us, and to illustrate the point I held up diffrent road signs and asked the kids what they meant.When I held up a Stop sign and asked what it meant, one of the boys said loud and clear, “My daddy says that he doesn’t have to stop at those because he is a corrections officer!”Needless to say, his dad had some egg on his face after church…

That is not just funny but it is truth.

By: Heath

Heath — Wed, 18 Mar 2009 04:47:49 +0000

Funniest thing I can think of happened one Sunday when I was giving the children’s sermon. I always had the kids gather up front and talked to them for a second before we dismissed them for children’s church. One morning, I talked to them about understanding when God was speaking to us. I was talking about diffrent “signs” that God gives us, and to illustrate the point I held up diffrent road signs and asked the kids what they meant.

When I held up a Stop sign and asked what it meant, one of the boys said loud and clear, “My daddy says that he doesn’t have to stop at those because he is a corrections officer!”

Needless to say, his dad had some egg on his face after church…

By: Sonny

Sonny — Wed, 18 Mar 2009 04:14:14 +0000

Good stories. Thanks

But aren’t there more?

By: Connie

Connie — Tue, 17 Mar 2009 19:53:41 +0000

Oh yeah, and once our pastor spit his teeth in the floor while preaching. He was a big guy, so he had to bounce about four times before he could reach them on the floor. He just popped ‘em back in and never missed a word. But the funniest part was when the Youth Pastor reached down to pick them up for him, and realized what they were!

By: Connie

Connie — Tue, 17 Mar 2009 19:50:27 +0000

My husband, Wayne, had a drug rehab patient that really bonded with him. He had been in prison and was actually one of the meanest people I have ever known. But for some reason, he loved us. Wayne invited him to church. “Johnny” had never been to church before. You might know that we had one of those services where there was no preaching. Just Holy Ghost everywhere, speaking in tounges, etc!

Wayne walked to the parking lot with him after service and was trying to explain what was going on. He asked “Johnny” what he thought about the service. Johnny’s reply was…..”I was very impressed. You remember when that girl fell down in the floor? Well, I watched that preacher the whole time after that and not one time did he ever try to look up her dress.”

I guess some people are just easier to impress than others.

By: Tammy

Tammy — Tue, 17 Mar 2009 18:09:13 +0000

I am sure watching my husband dance would not count.
Let me get back to you on this one.

By: Shannon Mimbs

Shannon Mimbs — Tue, 17 Mar 2009 18:07:23 +0000

One hilarious time, in particular, was when I was visiting a church where a friend of ours was the guest preacher. The church had a traditional, larger, wooden pulpit. In fact, our friend preached the majority of his message behind the pulpit. Toward the end of the message (during the portion where he was giving the altar call and pleading with folks to surrender their lives to God), many could not help but see a contrast in colors between his dark grey suit and a bright yellow. Low and behold (pardon the pun) was an open view of the preacher’s Joe Boxer, winking-smiling-face undershorts.

In the midst of the altar service, which was very sincere, I couldn’t help but laugh. At the time, our friend said he did not know what we were laughing about, but afterwards, he had a good ole’ laugh as well.