Pecans in the cemetery On the outskirts of a small town, there was a big, old
pecan tree just
inside the cemetery fence. One day, two boys filled up a
bucketful of nuts
and sat down by the tree, out of sight, and began dividing
the nuts.
'One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me,'
said one boy. Several
dropped and rolled down toward the fence.
Another boy came riding along the road on his bicycle. As
he passed, he
thought he heard voices from inside the cemetery. He slowed
down to
investigate. Sure enough, he heard, 'One for you, one
for me. One for you,
one for me.'
He just knew what it was. He jumped back on his bike and
rode off. Just
around the bend he met an old man with a cane, hobbling
along.
'Come here quick,' said the boy, 'you won't
believe what I heard! Satan and
the Lord are down at the cemetery dividing up the
souls.'
The man said, 'Beat it kid, can't you see it's
hard for me to walk.' When
the boy insisted though, the man hobbled slowly to the
cemetery.
Standing by the fence they heard, 'One for you, one for
me. One for you,
one for me.'
The old man whispered, 'Boy, you've been
tellin' me the truth. Let's see if
we can see the Lord.'
Shaking with fear, they peered through the fence, yet were
still unable to
see anything. The old man and the boy gripped the wrought
iron bars of the
fence tighter and tighter as they tried to get a glimpse of
the Lord.
At last they heard, 'One for you, one for me.
That's all. Now let's go get
those nuts by the fence and we'll be done.'
They say the old man made it back to town a full 5 minutes
ahead of the kid
on the bike.
SMILE, God Loves You!
May everyday you feel the blessings of just being alive.
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Daryl S. Walters Psycotic scroller with a DeWalt 788
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