<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430</id><updated>2012-01-29T23:37:16.942-08:00</updated><category term='motherhood'/><category term='relationship'/><category term='Methodist'/><category term='Baptist'/><category term='grace'/><category term='heaven'/><category term='purpose'/><category term='death'/><category term='witnessing'/><category term='elections'/><category term='honest'/><category term='parent'/><category term='speakers'/><category term='privacy'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='forgiveness'/><category term='liquor'/><category term='service'/><category term='test'/><category 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term='church pew'/><category term='Second Coming'/><category term='speaking'/><category term='politics'/><category term='giving'/><category term='name'/><category term='communication'/><category term='vanity plate'/><category term='time'/><category term='misers'/><category term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category term='disorder'/><category term='vote'/><category term='coffee'/><category term='singers'/><category term='fathers'/><category term='Mother&apos;s Day'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>Holy Humor</title><subtitle type='html'>True humorous stories from church life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-2315192000850672789</id><published>2011-08-15T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T13:44:54.150-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stewardship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miser'/><title type='text'>The minister and the miser</title><summary type='text'>  (Copyright 2011 by Bob Rogers)  I once had a church member who was a miser. To protect the guilty, I'll call him L.B.      Soon after I became pastor of a certain church in southwest Mississippi, I began to hear tall tales about L.B., a long-time inactive church member who was a miser. L.B. lived simply, but he was not poor. "He's got so much money in the bank that they had to put him on the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/2315192000850672789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=2315192000850672789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/2315192000850672789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/2315192000850672789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2011/08/minister-and-miser.html' title='The minister and the miser'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C-4WW5pac3A/TkmFKVPgoCI/AAAAAAAABBU/IO5a8oE_JZg/s72-c/miser.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-2475600586140548293</id><published>2011-07-18T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T13:49:30.048-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='modesty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothing'/><title type='text'>Pastor thinks he's in Popeye's Fried Chicken</title><summary type='text'> I love bulletin bloopers, especially         announcements that sound okay until you read them out loud. For         example, an oft-quoted church bulletin blooper described a ladies group collecting used         clothes. The announcement said, "The ladies of the church have         cast off clothes of every kind, and they may be seen in the         church basement Friday afternoon."        That</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/2475600586140548293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=2475600586140548293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/2475600586140548293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/2475600586140548293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2011/07/pastor-thinks-hes-in-popeyes-fried.html' title='Pastor thinks he&apos;s in Popeye&apos;s Fried Chicken'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1tqk7sjQ9jg/TiSb_JgovYI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/GaToRwNZ_ZU/s72-c/SexyChick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-1548966014019495381</id><published>2011-06-14T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T06:59:50.619-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fatherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fathers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Father&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>Top Ten Things NOT to Give for Father's Day</title><summary type='text'>  In the old days before cell phones and national calling plans, telephone companies reported that the largest number of “collect” calls were made on Father’s Day. For the younger generation who don’t know what I’m talking about, that means Dad got a call and he had to pay for it!       Which caused me to wonder… what are the worst things a man could get for Father’s Day? Drum roll, please. Here </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/1548966014019495381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=1548966014019495381' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/1548966014019495381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/1548966014019495381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2011/06/top-ten-things-not-to-give-for-fathers.html' title='Top Ten Things NOT to Give for Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wC4hXJDt434/TfdnCzJMloI/AAAAAAAAA84/aJG2YTyiMKI/s72-c/DadTShirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-4319165540671908136</id><published>2011-05-16T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T07:21:54.388-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacrifice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baptism'/><title type='text'>Why Tiny's baptism was a big deal</title><summary type='text'>Pastor Rob served a                   tiny church in                   North Carolina that had a big problem with Tiny.                   “Tiny” was the nickname of a                   very large man who had harassed his Christian neighbor                   for years, but through                   the quiet testimony of this neighbor, Tiny had been                   converted to faith in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/4319165540671908136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=4319165540671908136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/4319165540671908136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/4319165540671908136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2011/05/why-tinys-baptism-was-big-deal.html' title='Why Tiny&apos;s baptism was a big deal'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qHb-sZbXLUw/TdEytVzvQAI/AAAAAAAAA8k/RHrIkg-mWTc/s72-c/BigBaptism.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-8278882042262878383</id><published>2011-04-18T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T13:10:05.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christians get the last laugh after Easter</title><summary type='text'>                 A pastor in           Clearwater, Florida, preached one of the shortest sermons ever           recorded. The topic was "Sin." He got up and said, "Don't do           it, Amen." Then he sat down.          Why such a           short sermon?  The reason was that his church was celebrating           Holy Humor Sunday, which is a resurrection of an ancient           custom called "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/8278882042262878383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=8278882042262878383' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/8278882042262878383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/8278882042262878383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2011/04/c.html' title='Christians get the last laugh after Easter'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7znmjvyySqM/Tayafd9hkZI/AAAAAAAAA8U/cWkvz30u1PY/s72-c/Laughter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-6891651258744620200</id><published>2011-02-22T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T07:08:35.498-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preachers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgiveness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='speaking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mistake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mistakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='speakers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slip-up'/><title type='text'>Christina Aguilera isn't alone: preachers have super slip-ups</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-US   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                                     &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/6891651258744620200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=6891651258744620200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/6891651258744620200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/6891651258744620200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2011/02/christina-aguilera-isnt-alone-preachers.html' title='Christina Aguilera isn&apos;t alone: preachers have super slip-ups'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kPOidpzqxGs/TWPRNKbBn_I/AAAAAAAAA7k/g87vbIDwZGI/s72-c/Christina-Aguilera-Super-Bowl-2011.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-1117514163150173571</id><published>2011-01-10T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T13:32:21.397-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Second Coming'/><title type='text'>Mississippi Romeo fears he is jilted by his Juliet</title><summary type='text'>   Years ago, a girl from a wealthy family in Natchez, Mississippi, fell in love with a poor boy from the country. Their families consented to a wedding, albeit reluctantly, when the boy and girl persisted in professing their passion for one another. Since the wealthy bride's family was embarrassed to have the country bumpkin in their city church, they decided to have the wedding at the rural </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/1117514163150173571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=1117514163150173571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/1117514163150173571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/1117514163150173571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2011/01/mississippi-romeo-fears-he-is-jilted-by.html' title='Mississippi Romeo fears he is jilted by his Juliet'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TSt6nwnb8pI/AAAAAAAAA7U/qzOtCD_Z7dg/s72-c/JiltedMan.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-6470067259184786705</id><published>2010-10-26T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T09:23:05.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pastor nearly arrested for bank robbery</title><summary type='text'>A pastor in southern Mississippi was nearly arrested for robbing a bank    in September of this year.         After the Regions Bank was robbed, a bank teller ran outside to get the    license plate number of the robber. She wrote down the number she saw on the    car leaving the parking lot, and immediately called the police.         The police report came back that the car belonged to a local </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/6470067259184786705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=6470067259184786705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/6470067259184786705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/6470067259184786705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2010/10/pastor-nearly-arrested-for-bank-robbery.html' title='Pastor nearly arrested for bank robbery'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TMb_zGp6U5I/AAAAAAAAA6g/moOKarfwD34/s72-c/BankRobber.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-5177731168838958022</id><published>2010-07-06T11:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T11:05:20.908-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sufering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baptism'/><title type='text'>A cold baptism in Hot Coffee</title><summary type='text'>When I was a pastor in the community of Hot Coffee, Mississippi, I did one of the coldest baptisms of my life.    A young couple had accepted Christ. It was a cold February day when they came to be baptized, and the baptistry heater was broken. Back then, I didn't wear waders in the baptistry. I had two pair of brown Hagar slacks, and after I got wet baptizing, I dried off and put on the other </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/5177731168838958022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=5177731168838958022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/5177731168838958022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/5177731168838958022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2010/07/cold-baptism-in-hot-coffee.html' title='A cold baptism in Hot Coffee'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TDNwJEgjunI/AAAAAAAAA54/NU9Hytv7rAg/s72-c/BaptizeDan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-4219580740989033862</id><published>2010-05-10T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T08:32:52.286-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honesty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honest'/><title type='text'>How to smack somebody with an honest answer</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0         false   false   false                             MicrosoftInternetExplorer4   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     &lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face  {font-family:Georgia;  panose-1:2 4 5 2 5 4 5 2 3 3;  mso-font-charset:0;  mso-generic-font-family:roman;  mso-font-pitch:variable;  mso-font-signature:647 0 0 0 159 0;}  /* Style </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/4219580740989033862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=4219580740989033862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/4219580740989033862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/4219580740989033862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-to-smack-somebody-with-honest.html' title='How to smack somebody with an honest answer'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/S-gm2kpX1dI/AAAAAAAAA4w/SeOq8Y0ed-E/s72-c/KissingKids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-4332217594238091070</id><published>2010-04-05T12:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T12:30:07.313-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Snakes in a casket</title><summary type='text'>   You've heard of the movie, Snakes on a Plane. In Appalachia, some people put snakes in a casket.    Once I talked about this with a pastor who is from the Appalachian region of Virginia.     "We've got snake handlers up where I'm from," he said.    "Really?" I asked.     "Yep, we've lost two preachers to snake-bites."     If you're not familiar with "snake handlers," they are Christians who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/4332217594238091070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=4332217594238091070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/4332217594238091070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/4332217594238091070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2010/04/snakes-in-casket.html' title='Snakes in a casket'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/S7o58b9KvlI/AAAAAAAAAzI/z1aUnq9jNjc/s72-c/SnakeHandlers.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-4368688776996619400</id><published>2010-03-02T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T07:30:05.282-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baptist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Methodist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baptism'/><title type='text'>The Methodist who tried to be a Baptist</title><summary type='text'>       A Methodist pastor in Dalton, Georgia, asked a Baptist pastor if he could borrow his baptistry for a baptism by immersion. While Methodists commonly baptize by sprinkling, they also may immerse, and this Methodist pastor had a couple who had trusted Christ and wanted to go all the way under.  The Baptist pastor kindly agreed, and prepared his baptistry for the Methodists to use. He went </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/4368688776996619400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=4368688776996619400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/4368688776996619400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/4368688776996619400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2010/03/methodist-who-tried-to-be-baptist.html' title='The Methodist who tried to be a Baptist'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/S40uy5ZEETI/AAAAAAAAAzA/jXVb0qiu_68/s72-c/baptism3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-7418535486012192094</id><published>2010-02-01T18:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T18:22:01.895-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='victory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saints'/><title type='text'>When the Saints Go Marching In</title><summary type='text'> I have been a New Orleans Saints fan ever since Ole Miss star quarterback Archie Manning was drafted by the Saints in the early 1970s. Like a Chicago Cubs fan in baseball, a Saints fan is a person who remains loyal through season after season of football failure.   For years, Archie Manning was the only bright spot in an otherwise bad football team. Some Saints fans were so embarrassed by their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/7418535486012192094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=7418535486012192094' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/7418535486012192094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/7418535486012192094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-saints-go-marching-in.html' title='When the Saints Go Marching In'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/S2eMHZR64-I/AAAAAAAAAyI/qBxUVyrI2G4/s72-c/SaintsLeap2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-302620702017712594</id><published>2010-01-18T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T16:40:01.695-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='name'/><title type='text'>The church where people go when they leave Big Ugly</title><summary type='text'>A church in rural Alabama is named "Original Church of God," but underneath the sign are the words "Number Two." This isn't the only church with an original name, however. Here are some other unique church names I've heard about:  Little Hope Baptist Church (in Little Hope, Texas)  Too Blessed to Be Stressed Church in Drew, Mississippi (relaxing place to worship, I'm sure).  Left Foot Baptist </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/302620702017712594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=302620702017712594' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/302620702017712594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/302620702017712594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2010/01/church-where-people-go-when-they-leave.html' title='The church where people go when they leave Big Ugly'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/S1T_DIVWmII/AAAAAAAAAx4/aRGBaURSVAI/s72-c/ChurchSignStrange.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-5403353600249727624</id><published>2009-11-10T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T05:01:28.568-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liquor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='devil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='incarnation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>The preacher's kid and the liquor boxes</title><summary type='text'>  Not only am I a preacher, but I'm a PK-- preacher's kid. My father was a pastor before me.    Once when I was a teenager, we were moving out of the pastorium, and mom ran out of packing boxes. She asked me to go to the grocery store and see if I could get some more boxes. When I arrived at the grocery store, the manager informed me that they had just disposed of most of their boxes. Not wanting</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/5403353600249727624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=5403353600249727624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/5403353600249727624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/5403353600249727624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2009/11/preachers-kid-and-liquor-boxes.html' title='The preacher&apos;s kid and the liquor boxes'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/Svljq7Gv47I/AAAAAAAAAxM/7YMMopmivUs/s72-c/Box.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-2124707897310802391</id><published>2009-11-02T13:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T13:51:13.168-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introduction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introductions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Introductions can make a huge first impression, either for good or bad.   A man ran into the associate pastor of his church at a restaurant in Savannah, Georgia.  He introduced his associate pastor to some friends, and afterwards his wife told him, "Do you realize what you just said? You introduced him as our 'Socio-Pastor.'"  While some introductions may hurt, other introductions that seem to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/2124707897310802391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=2124707897310802391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/2124707897310802391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/2124707897310802391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2009/11/introductions-can-make-huge-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/Su9ULCmNxhI/AAAAAAAAAxE/voLOtCoQy-Y/s72-c/Introduction.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-8798067993027441000</id><published>2009-09-23T07:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T07:25:35.985-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salvation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bank'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='name'/><title type='text'>Taking it to the bank</title><summary type='text'>When I went off to seminary, I moved from Woodville, Mississippi, to New   Orleans, Louisiana. It was only a few hours’ drive, but the two cultures were light-years apart.     I had been serving Woodville  Baptist  Church as their youth minister. Woodville was, and still is, a small county-seat town located south of Natchez in the extreme southwest corner of the state. Woodville’s claim to fame </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/8798067993027441000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=8798067993027441000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/8798067993027441000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/8798067993027441000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2009/09/taking-it-to-bank.html' title='Taking it to the bank'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/SrovoH3bpBI/AAAAAAAAAws/mMiA1t4ZCjc/s72-c/NewOrleansbank.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-1921440847034769104</id><published>2009-06-28T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T19:51:35.195-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gospel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cross'/><title type='text'>Finding a preacher who can sweat</title><summary type='text'>   An older pastor retired and moved back to his  home in rural Mississippi. A few days later, his phone rang. Below is a verbatim  transcript of the phone conversation:    "You got a King James Bible?" the person  asked.    "Yep."    "Can you sweat?"     "Yep."    "Got a handkerchief to wipe the  sweat?"    "Yep."    "Then I know a church looking for a  preacher."    Apparently, those were the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/1921440847034769104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=1921440847034769104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/1921440847034769104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/1921440847034769104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2009/06/finding-preacher-who-can-sweat.html' title='Finding a preacher who can sweat'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/Skgr7lPnbRI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jnmMogo3eXM/s72-c/preachercartoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-933973343489776989</id><published>2009-04-23T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T06:49:48.118-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='persecution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tobacco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suffering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spit'/><title type='text'>Getting the spitting in Possum Neck</title><summary type='text'> Steve Waldrip is a Christian country singer. He gets to sing at all kinds of  churches. But one of the most unusual was in Possum Neck, Mississippi, which is  just east of West, Mississippi (I'm not making up these towns-- check the map of  Attala County!)    He knew he was in a  country church when they booked a country singer like him for the 11:00 a.m.  service. He noticed that the dress was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/933973343489776989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=933973343489776989' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/933973343489776989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/933973343489776989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2009/04/getting-spitting-in-possum-neck.html' title='Getting the spitting in Possum Neck'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/SfBxdpKFj6I/AAAAAAAAAos/5e6tDAHrl94/s72-c/SpitTobacco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-118699324935022855</id><published>2009-03-09T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T11:41:57.593-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deception'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Satan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='error'/><title type='text'>The day a snake visited church</title><summary type='text'>   I've heard of the squirrel that got loose in church, and I even saw a bat get  loose in church. I've heard of snake handlers, but never before have I heard a  story like the one I heard from a pastor's wife in Gulfport, Mississippi. It  seems that this preacher's wife was also a preacher's kid. And one day when she  was a child, they had a snake visit her father's church.    Her father was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/118699324935022855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=118699324935022855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/118699324935022855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/118699324935022855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-snake-visited-church.html' title='The day a snake visited church'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/SbVirJUMuWI/AAAAAAAAAn8/YloQwX3bnMU/s72-c/snake-church.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-7469437227193625360</id><published>2009-02-16T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T08:51:24.669-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='witnessing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vanity plate'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Solomon said, "Vanity of vanities! All is vanity!" (Ecclesiastes 1:2). But Solomon never got to see vanity tags on automobiles.   Jesus told His disciples that they would be His witnesses to the ends of the earth (Acts 1:8). So if a vanity license plate can spark a discussion and share the faith, then I'm sure wise old Solomon would agree. While our cars are "chasing the wind" (Ecclesiastes 1:14)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/7469437227193625360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=7469437227193625360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/7469437227193625360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/7469437227193625360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2009/02/solomon-said-vanity-of-vanities-all-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/SZmZcgaszDI/AAAAAAAAAnI/W4aiTNKwl6Y/s72-c/Vanityplate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-7810670410595549911</id><published>2008-12-01T13:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:12:25.645-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Coffee, Memory Loss and Christmas</title><summary type='text'>  I was glad to read recently that drinking coffee can help your short-term  memory loss. You see, I'm a forgetful, coffee-drinking preacher.    Having a bad memory is not good  when you are a minister. When I was pastor of Union Baptist  Church in Roxie, Mississippi, our treasurer had a car wreck. I  went to see her, and before leaving, I offered to pray for her.  As I began the  prayer, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/7810670410595549911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=7810670410595549911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/7810670410595549911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/7810670410595549911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2008/12/coffee-memory-loss-and-christmas.html' title='Coffee, Memory Loss and Christmas'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/STRTIHhEnCI/AAAAAAAAAjc/7rylPsNHuDU/s72-c/ChristmasCoffee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-193066691293510884</id><published>2008-11-04T18:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:28:13.534-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vote'/><title type='text'>Divided vote eventually unites church</title><summary type='text'>I  heard about a church that called a pastor with a vote of 200-3. The pastor spent  his first six months trying to find out the names of the three who voted against  him. Then he spent the next six months trying to please those three. At the end  of the year, the church voted to fire the pastor. The vote was three to keep  him, and 200 to get rid of him!      There's an old saying that you can't</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/193066691293510884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=193066691293510884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/193066691293510884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/193066691293510884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2008/11/divided-vote-eventually-unites-church.html' title='Divided vote eventually unites church'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/SREEhSvAF3I/AAAAAAAAAaM/90lIp13pt4g/s72-c/VoteCounts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-2743021993751497026</id><published>2008-09-23T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T12:01:50.686-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='secrets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hide'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uncover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='secret'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='privacy'/><title type='text'>Keeping your dark secret from your preacher</title><summary type='text'>   Preachers are often called upon to keep confidential their counseling  conversations with the congregation. Many pastors who have been in the  ministry for years have come to learn some deep, dark secrets of members that we  must take to our graves. But thanks to HIPAA, one of the secrets we used to find  out about has been hidden. I'm talking about the real first names of church  members.    </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/2743021993751497026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=2743021993751497026' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/2743021993751497026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/2743021993751497026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2008/09/keeping-your-dark-secret-from-your.html' title='Keeping your dark secret from your preacher'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/SNk86zdBrpI/AAAAAAAAAVE/2XqS8h_Mh80/s72-c/Hiding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-43246119027308702</id><published>2008-07-18T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T13:48:58.983-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church attendance'/><title type='text'>The pastor and the miser</title><summary type='text'>   I once had a church member who  was a miser. To protect the guilty, I'll call him L.B.    Years ago, I was pastor a  little rural church in southwest Mississippi. Soon after I came to the church,  I began to hear tall tales about L.B., who was a  long-time inactive church member. They said he caught rides to work 20 miles  away, and would walk home rather than pay for a ride. L.B. lived simply</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/43246119027308702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=43246119027308702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/43246119027308702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/43246119027308702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2008/07/pastor-and-miser.html' title='The pastor and the miser'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/SIEBgPlyHbI/AAAAAAAAASw/QywIAQmm7og/s72-c/Oldpickup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-1852350713065045110</id><published>2008-06-09T16:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T16:50:47.401-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fatherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenthood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='father'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Father&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>Dads, Dead Squirrels and Teachable Moments</title><summary type='text'> A father and son were riding home from church, and the boy was filling out a crossword puzzle. The boy said, "How do you spell God?" The father was excited to help in his spiritual development, and gladly replied: "G-O-D," and asked, "Anything else?" The boy said, "Yes, how do you spell "Zilla?"   Brian Harbour tells about a little boy who told his dad that he saw a squirrel flattened in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/1852350713065045110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=1852350713065045110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/1852350713065045110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/1852350713065045110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2008/06/dads-dead-squirrels-and-teachable.html' title='Dads, Dead Squirrels and Teachable Moments'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/SE3Btn_ZuuI/AAAAAAAAASI/ftXcbNlOu-w/s72-c/ShockedSon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-1864645103984665599</id><published>2008-05-28T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T06:23:44.378-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stewardship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>How do you slice your pie?</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/1864645103984665599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=1864645103984665599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/1864645103984665599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/1864645103984665599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-do-you-slide-your-pie.html' title='How do you slice your pie?'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-7923125114107613147</id><published>2008-05-06T15:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T13:03:20.068-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother'/><title type='text'>Top 10 Gifts NOT To Give on Mother's Day</title><summary type='text'> Like many men, I am not a very good gift-giver. I wait until the last minute  and run out to Wal-Mart. Or I get a gift that I think she wants, instead of what  she really wants. When I was a young husband, I got my wife an iron for her  birthday. It's due to God's grace and my wife's patience that we're still  married. Some men reading this just asked, "What's so bad about giving her an  iron?" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/7923125114107613147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=7923125114107613147' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/7923125114107613147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/7923125114107613147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2008/05/top-10-gifts-not-to-give-on-mothers-day.html' title='Top 10 Gifts NOT To Give on Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/SCDV0lUtQWI/AAAAAAAAARE/5kGN9zKBZ5Q/s72-c/MadMom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-4984070799565439110</id><published>2008-04-22T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T13:28:55.232-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commercialization'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifestyle'/><title type='text'>How do you put a red-letter Bible on an audio cassette?</title><summary type='text'>       The Wittenburg Door has gathered a strange collection of classified ads  for religious products that can take some weird turns.      Bible lovers can buy the Red-Letter Edition Bible on audio cassette (maybe it's  also available on CD). How do you do that? you ask. According to the  manufacturer, "Christ's words are emphasized in heavenly sounds." Download that  in your ipod and certainly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/4984070799565439110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=4984070799565439110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/4984070799565439110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/4984070799565439110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2008/04/how-do-you-put-red-letter-bible-on.html' title='How do you put a red-letter Bible on an audio cassette?'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/SA5KDlUtQOI/AAAAAAAAAQE/oMj187ZCh2w/s72-c/RedA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-8125990535971685320</id><published>2008-03-12T06:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T06:43:51.706-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church attendance'/><title type='text'>Worship now; beat the Easter rush!</title><summary type='text'> When I was growing up, my father was a chaplain in the U.S. Army. Each Sunday  after my Dad preached, I proudly stood by his side at the door as he shook hands  with people who were leaving. I would count how many people came out the door,  and then give him a report when we got home. I'll never forget the count one  Easter at an Army post in Germany. On Palm Sunday I counted 175, but on Easter</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/8125990535971685320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=8125990535971685320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/8125990535971685320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/8125990535971685320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2008/03/worship-now-beat-easter-rush.html' title='Worship now; beat the Easter rush!'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/R9fd6dHW9XI/AAAAAAAAAPk/SBHj_6u4hgk/s72-c/ChurchCrowd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-1201388078693555105</id><published>2008-02-13T08:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T08:15:38.148-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='communication'/><title type='text'>Song of Solomon good for Valentine's, but quote the right verse!</title><summary type='text'>   It's Valentine's Day, when  everybody talks about love. However, some of us fail to communicate.    A cake decorator in New Zealand  was asked to include the reference to a Bible verse on the couple’s wedding  cake. They requested 1 John 4:18 because it states, “There is no fear in love,  but perfect love drives out fear.” Unfortunately, the cake decorator wasn’t a  Bible scholar so the cake </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/1201388078693555105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=1201388078693555105' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/1201388078693555105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/1201388078693555105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2008/02/song-of-solomon-good-for-valentines-but.html' title='Song of Solomon good for Valentine&apos;s, but quote the right verse!'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/R7MXcTgZeBI/AAAAAAAAAOw/gOqbalJGH5U/s72-c/FlowersDoor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-4692059294972201811</id><published>2008-01-03T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T06:19:43.850-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disorder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='order'/><title type='text'>Why Bubba was on his knees in front of the choir</title><summary type='text'>The Bible teaches that in worship services, there is a proper place for a prayer, a song, or a sermon, but it should be done in an orderly way (1 Corinthians 14:26-33). Disorder can invite disaster. Just as Bubba.“Bubba” (not his real name) loved to pray loud prayers at his church in north Georgia. Whenever he was called upon to pray, his voice rang out with authority and passion as he called </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/4692059294972201811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=4692059294972201811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/4692059294972201811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/4692059294972201811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2008/01/why-bubba-was-on-his-knees-in-front-of.html' title='Why Bubba was on his knees in front of the choir'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/R3zuuRhRwbI/AAAAAAAAANY/erjLbiWW1C4/s72-c/prayingknees.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-2725328916490098780</id><published>2007-12-18T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T12:17:13.858-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Would the Virgin Mary have worn a new red dress?</title><summary type='text'> Commotion erupted backstage of the church Christmas play when a five-year-0ld girl, who was slated to play Mary, refused to wear anything but her new red dress.     The adults backstage pleaded with her, the director spoke to her, and finally her parents talked to her about the need to wear the costume for Mary instead of her new red dress. The little girl would not be moved, and insisted on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/2725328916490098780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=2725328916490098780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/2725328916490098780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/2725328916490098780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2007/12/would-virgin-mary-have-worn-new-red.html' title='Would the Virgin Mary have worn a new red dress?'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/R2gqOhhRwXI/AAAAAAAAAM0/5fAXShrnPU8/s72-c/reddress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-8139303247444083584</id><published>2007-12-03T11:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T11:55:12.563-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gospel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='message'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Oops! Did our chuch sign really say that?</title><summary type='text'>One Sunday night a church member eagerly showed me a photograph he had taken on his  digital camera of our church sign. I read it and said, "So? It says 'Celebrate  Christmas with us.'"     He replied, "No, it doesn't. Read it  again."    That's when I noticed the "R" missing from  "Celebrate."    I just stared at the photo. "Does it still say  that?"    "No, we already corrected it. But I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/8139303247444083584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=8139303247444083584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/8139303247444083584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/8139303247444083584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2007/12/oops-did-our-chuch-sign-really-say-that.html' title='Oops! Did our chuch sign really say that?'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/R1Re8IQMfvI/AAAAAAAAAMs/NYUm3FeKEQY/s72-c/sign+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-2546692492243988931</id><published>2007-10-17T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T12:44:41.442-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='direction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church pew'/><title type='text'>The danger of sitting on somebody else's pew</title><summary type='text'>Nearly every churchgoer has seen what happens when a person sits in the preferred pew of a longtime church attendee. Generally, if you see a crochet needle and a soft seat cushion on the pew, or the words "In memory of..." engraved in a brass plate, you would be wise to ask an usher before sitting there.   But one lady in our church got a completely unexpected greeting when she sat in somebody </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/2546692492243988931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=2546692492243988931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/2546692492243988931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/2546692492243988931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2007/10/danger-of-sitting-on-somebody-elses-pew.html' title='The danger of sitting on somebody else&apos;s pew'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/RxZl-CYMPNI/AAAAAAAAAK8/5-jB6HzAxWE/s72-c/ChurchPew.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-3798761016695720107</id><published>2007-09-25T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T13:21:20.520-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='influence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Oh, be careful little, mouth, what you say</title><summary type='text'> Each week I get to tell a Bible story to the four-year-olds at our church Weekday Ministry child care center. And each week I get a reminder that children think differently from adults.   Children think literally. One time I heard a little girl say, "Jesus is in my heart." Then she pulled open her shirt, poked her mouth and nose inside her shirt, and yelled, "Hey Jesus, are you down there?"    </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/3798761016695720107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=3798761016695720107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/3798761016695720107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/3798761016695720107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2007/09/oh-be-careful-little-mouth-what-you-say.html' title='Oh, be careful little, mouth, what you say'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/RvltbCYMPII/AAAAAAAAAKU/KFk4oeCte_A/s72-c/ChristWithChild.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-571226760626600314</id><published>2007-08-22T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T13:03:07.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Out of tune" church argues over piano</title><summary type='text'>Churches sometimes divide over music. One church divided over the lack of a musical instrument.It seems this particular church had no musical instruments to accompany the singing in the worship service. Some members suggested getting a piano. It came up for a vote at the next business meeting. After much discussion, the matter was put to a vote. About half of the membership voted "No," since they</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/571226760626600314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=571226760626600314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/571226760626600314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/571226760626600314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2007/08/out-of-tune-church-argues-over-piano.html' title='&quot;Out of tune&quot; church argues over piano'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/RsyWaovsFYI/AAAAAAAAAJk/BSLl2-O3anA/s72-c/piano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-4618568641981680935</id><published>2007-08-15T11:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T11:19:30.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lutheran who was glad he didn't look like a Baptist</title><summary type='text'>Somebody once told my associate pastor that I "don't look like a preacher." That begs the question: what is a preacher supposed to look like? Is he expected to wear a clerical collar, a black robe and have a stern or "holy" expression on his face? Or is he supposed to have a round, pink face and a round body? I've never thought that I wanted to look like a preacher, until I heard Dr. Laurence </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/4618568641981680935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=4618568641981680935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/4618568641981680935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/4618568641981680935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2007/08/lutheran-who-was-glad-he-didnt-look.html' title='The Lutheran who was glad he didn&apos;t look like a Baptist'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/RsNDdoBNT9I/AAAAAAAAAJc/xZfYXPWS1WA/s72-c/streetpreacher.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-1059042291657229607</id><published>2007-07-13T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T19:29:55.704-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gospel'/><title type='text'>Don't Let Worries Kill You</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes churches say things that fail to communicate what they mean.A friend sent me a photograph of a church sign that had on its marquee, "Don't Let Worries Kill You-- Let the Church Help."When I was in college, my pastor was telling a story during his sermon about his visit to the Hoover Dam. As he described his visit, he said, "I looked over the whole dam project." Nobody said a word, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/1059042291657229607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=1059042291657229607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/1059042291657229607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/1059042291657229607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2007/07/dont-let-worries-kill-you.html' title='Don&apos;t Let Worries Kill You'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/Rpgz7pCIg5I/AAAAAAAAAHU/qT9tDUW9ufU/s72-c/Let_the_church_help.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-7013089742925552238</id><published>2007-06-03T17:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T18:04:31.849-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squirrel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='judgment'/><title type='text'>The Mississippi squirrel</title><summary type='text'>About twenty years after Ray Stevens wrote “Mississippi Squirrel Revival,” something very similar actually happened.The famous song told about visiting Mississippi and experiencing “the day the squirrel went berserk in the First Self-Righteous Church in that sleepy little town of Pascagoula.”Ironically, a squirrel really did go berserk in the First Baptist Church in the sleepy little town of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/7013089742925552238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=7013089742925552238' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/7013089742925552238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/7013089742925552238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2007/06/mississippi-squirrel.html' title='The Mississippi squirrel'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/RmNjZt4gt1I/AAAAAAAAAFE/6sLhJd-Q6wc/s72-c/squirrel1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-4949131952367958756</id><published>2007-05-30T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T18:03:54.201-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salvation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><title type='text'>The Unity Candle Crisis</title><summary type='text'>The month of June is known as the beginning of the hurricane season and the height of the wedding season (not that the two are necessarily related).One wedding that I conducted, while not stormy. was nearly disunified.The bride had already come down the aisle. The vows had begun. However, the wedding director was horrified, because the unity candle had not been prepared.If you are not familiar </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/4949131952367958756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=4949131952367958756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/4949131952367958756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/4949131952367958756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2007/05/unity-candle-crisis.html' title='The Unity Candle Crisis'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/Rl5Alt4gtwI/AAAAAAAAAEc/rxrfkraaXxc/s72-c/UnityCandles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1273737731073602430.post-7502896068855161657</id><published>2007-05-29T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T21:05:12.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Holy Humor!</title><summary type='text'>Welcome to Holy Humor! This is the website for Bob Rogers's weekly newspaper column, "Holy Humor."You can read recent "Holy Humor" columns on the web page of the Effingham Herald at www.effinghamherald.net. At "Churches," select the drop-down box that says "Holy Humor."You can also read selections of old "Holy Humor" columns from the past four years on the web page of First Baptist Church of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/feeds/7502896068855161657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1273737731073602430&amp;postID=7502896068855161657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/7502896068855161657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1273737731073602430/posts/default/7502896068855161657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyhumor.blogspot.com/2007/05/welcome-to-holy-humor.html' title='Welcome to Holy Humor!'/><author><name>Dr. Bob Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487895077204597740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUf2BXfEDr8/TB14I-84NfI/AAAAAAAAA5I/YuGUHtiSLhM/S220/NAMBBob.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
