The Secret to a Long Life

            An old joke goes like this:

            A fellow who just reached his 120th birthday was giving a press conference to the assembled media.

            "Excuse me, sir," one of the reporters said, "but how did you come to live to be 120?

"It's actually quite simple," the old feller replied. "I just never argue."

            "That's impossible," the reporter responded. "There must be something else, like diet, or meditation, or something. Just not arguing won't keep you alive for 120 years!"

            The old fellow stared hard at the reporter for several seconds.

            "Hmmm," he finally shrugged, "maybe you're right."

 Do everything without grumbling or arguing… (Phil. 2:14.)

You Ain’t Nothing But a Hound Dog

            Do everything without complaining or arguing… (Phil. 2:14.)

            There's an Ozark story about a hound sitting in a country store and howling as hounds do. 

            A stranger walks in who says to the store-keeper, "What's the matter with the dog?"

            "He's sitting on a cocklebur."

            "Why doesn't he get off?"

            "He'd rather holler."

            Some people would rather holler than get off the cocklebur.