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Showing posts with label Texas humor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Texas humor. Show all posts

Friday, December 10, 2010

YOU MIGHT BE IN A TEXAS COUNTRY CHURCH IF...


Having preached in some Texas country churches, I appreciate the following post someone sent to me years ago. Here are some of the highlights:

1. The doors are never locked.

2. The Call to Worship is  "Y'all come on in!"

3. The Preacher says, "I'd like to ask Bubba to help take up the offering" and five guys stand up.

4. The restrooms are outside.

5. Opening day of deer hunting season is recognized as an official church holiday.

6. A member requests to be buried in his four-wheel drive truck because, "I ain't ever been in a hole it couldn't get me out of".

9. When it rains, everybody's smiling.

10. Prayers regarding the weather are a standard part of every worship service.

11. The church directory doesn't have last names.

12. The only time people lock their cars in the parking lot is during the summer and then only so their neighbors can't leave them a bag of squash.

13. There is no such thing as a "secret" sin.

14. There is a special fund-raiser for a new septic tank.

15. Finding and returning lost sheep is not just a parable.

16. You miss worship one Sunday morning and by 2 O'clock that afternoon you have had a dozen calls inquiring about your health. 

17. It's not heaven, but you can see heaven from there.

18. The final words of the benediction are, "Y'all come back now, ya’ll hear.”


Tuesday, June 29, 2010

The Old Pick-Up Truck


There is an old story, probably apocryphal, that humorously reminds us of the biblical values of modesty and humility. It teases us Texans, but that’s okay, and it proves a point.

A Texas rancher driving through Vermont had to stop to let a farmer’s cows cross the road. As the farmer passed in front of the Cadillac convertible, the rancher called out to him, “How much land you got, partner?”

“Well,” the farmer said, “My land runs all the way down there to them alders along the brook. On the meadow side, over there, it goes clean up to those larches on the hill.”

“You know,” said the rancher, “I got a spread in Texas and I can get in my pickup and drive all day without reaching any of my boundary lines.”

“That so?” said the farmer. “I had a truck like that once.”