Pretty accurate description of life, sometimes.
Back in my university days I game mastered for a fantasy role-playing game where one character got possessed by an evil spirit and the group decided to go to the trouble and expense of getting the spirit driven out. They paid the bill but they didn’t have enough to add protections against it happening again, and besides, what were the odds?
I couldn’t resist; some few game sessions later when the characters had split up to explore a ruin I informed the group that this character hadn’t reported back at the agreed time, and after spending hours searching the group gave up and settled in for the night in the first room off the portico, where they’d gotten a fire going: just as the characters were nicely settled and falling asleep, I told the players whose characters had the first watch that there was a racket at the door. When they went to investigate, I told them that the wandering character was trying to break the door down! Of course they asked what he thought he was doing, and I told them the answer was, “I’ve been repossessed!” and he ran off cackling into the dark.
I didn’t duck quite fast enough and got hit by several dice thrown my way.
Leave it to a doc. That’s pretty bad.
Moses was already high tech - he downloaded data from the cloud to a tablet.
Abraham, on the other hand, tried loading Windows onto a 286. Isaac asked “Where is the memory for that?” Abe replied “God will supply the RAM.”
Now THAT’s some cause for Fear and Trembling!
“Nobody is quite sure . . . .”
I’ve probably told this one here before, but when a friend presented and defended his master’s thesis in geology – done on the structure of a cape not far from my house – at the end of his presentation one of the professors called his attention back to a specific bit of the geology and asked, “Do you really expect us to believe that?” to which he replied that he wasn’t sure he believed it, but did anyone in the room have a better idea?
That cape has got some really messy geology and several places admit to no sensible explanation, as was made clear when neither the assembled faculty (most of the department) nor grad students (all but a couple in the department) nor some visiting faculty from different universities could propose a better explanation. But one PhD candidate student got laughs when he suggested aliens – specifically grad students from the nearest branch of Galactic University playing a prank on this remote civilization.
No wonder dogs always look so happy!
Cats be like “Don’t you try and curry favour with me, serf!”
I know it’s stretching science a lot, and really has little to do with faith, but here’s some Library Science humor (as well as truth):
Out where I do conservation work we had a work trail through the evil scotch broom out to where we were planting native trees along a ridge just below the ridge line, and every time we hiked back for supplies my service dog Bammer would come bouncing along ten or fifteen seconds later looking like he’d just gotten the best news in the world.
So we named it “Happy Dog” trail.