S.O.S.

This is dedicated to all my friends who, like me, like the S.O.S. approach: Slower, Older, Smarter. Read on further:

An Airbus 380 is on its way across the Atlantic.  It flies consistently at 800 km/h at 30,000 feet, when suddenly a Eurofighter with Tempo Mach 2 appears.

The pilot of the fighter jet slows down, flies alongside the Airbus and greets the pilot of the passenger plane by radio: “Airbus flight, boring flight, isn’t it?  Take care and have a look here!”

He rolls his jet on its back, accelerates, breaks through the sound barrier, rises rapidly to a dizzying height, only to swoop down almost to sea level in a breathtaking dive.  He loops back next to the Airbus and asks, “Well, how was that?”

The Airbus pilot answers: “Very impressive, but now have a look here!”

The jet pilot watches the Airbus, but nothing happens.  It continues to fly stubbornly straight, with the same speed.  After five minutes, The Airbus pilot radioed, “Well, what are you saying now?”

The confused jet pilot asks: “What did you do?”  The other pilot laughs and says, “I got up, stretched my legs, went to the back of the flight to the bathroom, got a cup of coffee and a cinnamon cake.”

The moral of this story is:  When you are young, speed and adrenaline seem to be great.  But, as you get older and wiser, comfort and peace are not to be despised either.

This is called S.O.S.:  Slower, Older, Smarter! Don’t you just love it?  The above article was sent to me by one of my friends.  It’s something to think about, right?

Kids in Church: “Our Father, Who does art in heaven, Harold is His name.  Amen.”

One particular four-year-old prayed, “And forgive us our trash baskets as we forgive those who put trash in our baskets.”

Six-year-old Angie and her four-year-old brother, Joel, were sitting together in church.  Joel giggled, sang, and talked out loud.  Finally, his big sister had had enough. “You’re not supposed to talk out loud in church.”  “Why? Who’s going to stop me?” Joel asked.  Angie pointed to the back of the church and said, “See those two men standing by the door?  They’re hushers.”

And, last but not least: A wife invited some people to dinner. At the table, she turned to their six-year-old daughter and said, “Would you like to say the blessing?”  “I wouldn’t know what to say,” the girl replied.  “Just say what you hear Mommy say,” the mother answered.  The daughter bowed her head and said, “Lord, why on earth did I invite all these people to dinner?”