That is hilarious. I would share it on my Facebook feed, but we have a few former youth pastors in our church, and they might take offense, one of which is my good friend Todd, aka The Toddster, now a pastor of administration, but was my kids youth pastor in the 1990’s. Spot on.
I hear you… A little close to home for a whole lot of us probably! It was one of the links dredged up by Drew Dyck in his free “Drews News” newsletter, which is full of other great humor too.
This one goes back a ways. I’m used to it in the “go and get your own dirt” version.
A group of brilliant scientists got together and decided that mankind had come a long way and no longer needed God. They had mastered cloning, gene editing, and could create life from the earth. So, they picked one scientist to go up and break the news to God.
The scientist walked up to God and said, “God, we’ve decided we don’t need you anymore. We’ve advanced so much that we can clone people, cure diseases, and do everything you used to do. We can even take dirt and turn it into a living human being.”
God listened patiently, nodded, and said, “I see. Well, let’s have a human-making contest to see if that’s true. We will do it just like I did back in the old days with Adam.”
The scientist smiled confidently and replied, “You’re on!”
The scientist bent down, reached for the ground, and scooped up a handful of dirt to begin.
God looked at him, shook His head, and said, “Oh, no you don’t. Go get your own dirt.”
Nearly missed this gem. Funny AND true.
Some of the historic names remind me it’s a good time to follow up with Kristen Kobe Dumez’ books Jesus and John Wayne and Live Laugh Love.
What happens in youth group has lasting effects.
It was nice knowing y’all
. But, humanity was bound to go out one day:
Probably a couple of tins of fried grasshoppers and/or chocolate covered fire ants.
I found the citation in the Library of Michigan’s “Readers’ Guide Retrospective” database!
I think the LIbrary of Michigan has Science. I can check sometime soon.
And it’s on the Internet! Double true.
Holy cow that’s so cool!
Libraries and librianship ARE cool.
Reminds me – a while back I listened to a talk by an Orthodox priest on why St. Francis was a heretic . . . .
Someone at our hometown Aldi cash register appeared to have been waiting too long to go off shift this Thursday
There’s a guy in town here who has a full-sized skeleton model ‘riding’ in the passenger seat of his car. At his house, on a road just outside town, he has a skeleton hitchhiker, with duffle bag and a thumb out.
That is well thought out!
Decades ago, when we were driving from Finland to Norway, one person on the back seat put a horse skull on his head just before the customs. He kept it so that the customs officers could only see the skull, not his head. The customs officers just watched when we drove slowly through the customs, no reaction. Those were innocent days, compared to today.
On the return journey, the officers showed us that they were watching. We had camped along a fjord in Norway and some of us took bird photographs of birds flying above the fjord. Cameras with long zoom lenses, as is usual in bird photography. What we did not note was that there was a military base on the opposite side of the fjord. Someone saw what we were doing. When we were driving back, before the customs, soldiers stepped on the road with assault rifles pointing at us. We were questioned and the films were confiscated. Later, I heard that the films were returned to the owners after the military had inspected them - we were just a bunch of harmless young biology students who had not taken any sensitive photographs.
The horse skull was from a German horse from the second world war. In the conditions of the northern tundra, any signs and remains can last really long. Vehicle tracks, metal trash and horse skulls were all visible and in relatively good condition 50 years after the German troops passed the area. A young student thought that it was a fine(?) idea to take an old skull and use it as his new head.
I remember border crossings to Canada for youth retreats, and the leaders always giving us a stern lecture beforehand that this was NOT the time for jokes about bombs, guns, etc.





