|[Heard on the radio from Chuck Swindoll, President, Dallas Theological Seminary.]|
Chuck Swindoll recalls a story about his uncle Zeke. It goes something like this;
A long time ago, Uncle Zeke lived in a small Texan town. One day,he wandered into the blacksmith's shop. Unbeknownst to uncle Zeke, the blacksmith had just mangled a horseshoe and had tossed it on the ground to the side. It was not red hot, but still very hot...but black.
Uncle Zeke walked into the shop, saw the mangled shoe, and before the blacksmith could say anything, uncle Zeke picked it up. Immediately, he dropped it like a...well, like it was very hot.
The blacksmith looked over his glasses at uncle Zeke. 'Hot?'
Uncle Zeke replied, 'No....it just don't take me long to look at a horseshoe.'
Submitted By: Dave 50 8N from CA on 2000-01-25