Do you like chicken? I do. I like it most ways but, being a southerner, I liked it best fried.
Good thing I've always been a fried chicken lover. In the south, to be a minister's wife and not like fried chicken would make for very limited choices when you went to church member's homes.
You could almost count on it. Fried chicken would be served. You have heard the term, "Gospel Bird" haven't you? It does NOT refer to religious chickens.
I heard a story once about a preacher who was going to eat with some church members. While crossing the bridge, he tripped and fell. His false teeth popped out and fell into the water! He went on to the house. One of the kids said he had the answer to getting the preacher's teeth back. He grabbed a chicken leg off the table and stuffed something else into his pocket.
They all headed for the bridge. While everyone watched, the boy pulled a long piece of string out of his pocket, tied the chicken leg to the string and lowered it down into the water. Before they could say, "Land, sakes alive", those teeth had grabbed hold of the chicken leg and the boy pulled the teeth out of the water!
I have to tell you, I did not see that happen. I'm just passing along the story I heard. :D
There are references to eating in the Bible.
Jesus said, "I am the living bread that came down from heaven. If anyone eats of this bread, he will live forever. This bread is my flesh, which I will give for the life of the world." John 6:51 NIV
Cannibalism? No. It simply means we allow Jesus, to come into our lives, become our Savior. Like bread eaten permeates our entire bodies and affects all our organs, we must allow Jesus to become our Lord so that he affects all of our life. Not just Sunday. Not just at church. All the time!
Love fried chicken but love the Bread of Life even more, Gloria
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