Give us dialtone, oh Lord…
We’d lay hands on the fax and ask the Lord to give us dialtone.
I’m a telephone man… I work on telephones and any other device that utilizes that magical mystical substance, “dialtone”.
Justin and I drove over to a local public utility who had reported trouble with their fax machine (fax machines use dialtone, you know)… We’d gotten the request the day before but it got lost in the shuffle so we had to wait a day to visit these nice folks.
When we arrived we discovered that the fax was working again – a miracle! (But just a small one.)
The folks there asked what we’d done fix it – and I replied that we’d had a little prayer meeting the afternoon before. The staff laughed at that (I don’t know why – seriously, I *have* prayed for divine help with phone problems before), and they asked what we’d have done if that hadn’t worked.
I know the Lord likes to laugh – and he doesn’t mind a laugh or two at his expense among Christians.
I (or Justin) said, “We’d lay hands on the fax and ask the Lord to give us dialtone. Faith healing works for phones too!”
“What then?” they asked.
“Well,” I said, “we’d probably pour strychnine on it and then dump on the snakes.”
That got some serious laughs from two of the ladies – and some strange looks from the third.
I hope she wasn’t a snake handler – I don’t mean to offend.
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“Oh Lord, for this dial tone we are about to receive, let us be eternally thankful, and be with the starving chil’ren down in New Mexico…” AMEN.