Ahh.. short stories..I can remember one also..
It has been a while since I heard this one, so if I mess up a bit, forgive me.....
There was once a man, who lived in a village...
And the village was in danger of being flooded by an ever rising river....
The authorities warned all who listened to leave before the water rose too high...
As the water rose, the people started to believe, and they slowly started to leave..
But our one man stayed, and when asked why..?? He responded..Nothing will happen to me because Saint Christopher is looking over me...
The water kept rising, it was now at his door... the authorities sent a bus to take him and his neighbours to safety...
All left except him..., saying I will not leave, St. Christopher is watching over me...
The water rose to the second floor of his house, the village sent a motor boat to save him.
Once again, he refused.... St. Christopher will not allow harm to come to me...
The water kept rising, forcing him onto the roof of his house...
The local authorities flew in a helicopter to try to save this last villager...
Get in they pleaded... the water will soon be over the top of your house...
I will not get in.... St Christopher will not let me down... I will not lose faith...
The water rose, the man was lost......
The villager found himself at the Gates of Heaven, and there he met St. Christopher..
...St. Christopher..I thought you had promised to look after me...and yet you let me drown...
How could you have done this..?
To this St. Christopher replied......
Dear fellow... how sorry I am for your predicament.....
But I sent warning to you....
I sent a bus for you....
I sent a boat for you.....
I even had a helicopter flown to save you....
Why did you not get in...?
SP |
