Could you please use the F word?
Pauline was an amazing lady in our church who was very much a second mother to me. She even stood in for my mother in Carie and I’s wedding to light the candles surrounding the unity candle because my mom couldn’t go up the stairs for health reasons. Sadly, Pauline passed on to be with Jesus in 2006.
Anyway, someone told me a story about her yesterday, and I had to tell you:
Pauline was driving one day with Patti, one of her closest friends. They stopped and picked up a friend of her friend. We’ll call him Dan. Dan and Pauline and Patti were making conversation in the car as they drove, and Pauline noticed that Dan continuously said the words “Jesus Christ.” So Pauline says:
“Dan, can you use the F word?”
“I’m sorry?” Dan asked. “What did you say?”
Pauline replied, “You keep saying the words ‘Jesus Christ’ with no purpose and as a cuss word, and I happen to have a personal relationship with Him, so it offends me a little. So instead of saying that…
I’d like you to use the word F@#$%!”
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I’m going to have to remember that one. That’s a great story.
Freakin awesome. I’ll be using that one with some youngins’ I know.
LoL!
Can I share another great Pauline story?
When she was in the hospital, dying, a Rabbi came and visited her. He was apparently a friendly guy, making the rounds through the hospital, and stopping in to visit even with people he didn’t know.
The Rabbi said, “Don’t worry I’m not hear to convert you or anything.”
Pauline’s response: “Oh, I’m not worried at all. I’m here to convert you.”