A man in New York City decided to write a book about churches around the country. He started by flying to San Francisco, and started working east from there.
Going to a very large church, he began taking photographs and making notes. He spotted a golden telephone on the vestibule wall and was intrigued with a sign which read "$10,000 a minute."
Seeking out the pastor he asked about the phone and sign. The pastor answered that this golden phone is, in fact, a direct line to Heaven and if he pays the price he can talk directly to God. The man thanked the pastor and continued on his way. As he continued to visit churches in Seattle, Salt Lake, Chicago, Milwaukee, and around the United States, he found more phones with the same sign, and the same answer from each pastor.
Finally he arrived in the lovely Texas hill country town of Fredericksburg, Texas. Upon entering a church, behold, he saw the usual golden telephone. But this time the sign read, "Calls: 25 cents." Fascinated, he asked to talk to the pastor. "Father, I have been in cities all across the country and in each church I found this golden telephone and have been told it is a direct line to Heaven and could talk to God, but, in the other churches the cost was $10,000 a minute. Your sign reads 25 cents a call. Why?"
The pastor, smiling benignly, replied, "Son, you're in Texas now, and it's a local call."
8 comments:
I never have met anyone who loved their state more than a Texan.
That's cute.
Good one. Thanks for giving me a laugh this morning.
You Texans!! lol! Trudge is right.
ain't it the truth brother!
Shessh! I know Texas from the Alamo only.
Being a Texas(albeit an adopted one) is wonderful, Being a SOBER TEXAS is a gift from GOD.
That was supposed to be TEXAN in both places.
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