A couple of strangers were visiting a dusty little town in the back country of west Texas. It was hard-shell Baptist country: No drinkin’ and no dancin’! But these two were strangers, so they asked a cowboy where they might get a drink.
“In this town,” said the cowboy, “they use whiskey only for snakebite.” Then he added slyly, “There’s only one snake in town. So you better get in line before it gets worn out!”
Source | Dennis R. Clark, Sunday Morning, Reflections on the Word
PONDER AND CONSIDER
- As a deer thirsts for flowing streams, so my soul longs for you, O God. | Psalm 42:1
- How thirsty are you … for life … for truth … for justice?