My Wing-Ding-A-Do at the Wing House (standard:humor, 904 words)
Author: Godspenman	Added: Apr 22 2012	Views/Reads: 2664/1836	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
It is not that ignorance is so bad; it is just so inconvenient. Case in point. A while back, I found in the mail coupons for two free nights in Daytona Beach.

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around. 

My order finally came and I quickly paid for it, made like an egg and
scrambled for the sanctity of my motel room. I slammed the door behind 
and paused to collect whatever was lagging behind me, happy I made it 
to safety. 

No sooner had my heart reclaimed its tranquil rhythm than I heard an
anemic knock at the door. When I opened the door, much to my chagrin 
(and believe me I was not grinning), stood my semi-clad waitress with a 
restaurant package in her hand. I felt as though I had been run over by 
a Mac truck. 

"I'm terribly sorry, sir, but we mixed up your order. Here's your
order." We exchanged bags and one glance at my wife told me that, along 
with other things, I would be eating crow. 

Later that evening, as I prepared for bed, I took comfort in the words
of the Apostle Paul. "According to my earnest expectation and my hope, 
that in nothing I shall be ashamed, but that with all boldness, as 
always, so now also Christ shall be magnified in my body, whether it be 
by life, or by death." (Philippians 1:20 KJV.) 

Ignorance about some things is inconvenient, but ignorance about Christ
is fatal. 


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