One sunny afternoon, a man was out playing golf when he realized he had no idea what hole he was on. He spotted a lady playing ahead and walked over.
“Sorry to bother you,” he said, “but I seem to be lost. Do you know what hole I’m on?”
She smiled and said, “You’re one hole behind me. I’m on the 5th, so you’re on the 4th.”
He thanked her and went on his way. Later on, he got mixed up again and, by chance, ran into the same lady.
“Sorry, it’s me again,” he said. “I’m lost again. Can you tell me what hole I’m on now?”
She laughed and said, “You’re still one hole behind me. I’m on the 12th, so you’re on the 11th.”
After the round, he saw her in the clubhouse and said, “Thanks for your help today. Can I buy you a drink?”
They sat down and started chatting. After a while, he asked, “So, what do you do for work?”
She said, “I’m in sales.”
He said, “No way, me too! What do you sell?”
She said, “It’s a bit embarrassing…”
He said, “Go on, I promise I won’t laugh.”
She said, “Alright… I sell feminine hygiene products.”
He tried to keep a straight face but started laughing.
She said, “You promised you wouldn’t laugh!”
He said, “I’m sorry… I really am… it’s just that I sell toilet paper… and I’m still one hole behind you!” 😂
When I had my knee replaced, I had to get a check-up with a cardiologist to sign off on the surgery. He wanted to start taking a statin. I started asking questions about statins, pretty much what you asked. He got a little pissy with me and threw down the gauntlet saying "If you don't take the statin I'm not signing off on the surgery." I needed the knee replaced, so I took the statin. By the time I stopped taking the statin (a month after the knees was replaced) I had developed the joint pain symptoms associated with statins. It kind of defeated the purpose of the knee replacement.
My friend was offered a salary of 300,000, a good hike over his previous 200,000
He took it & joined next Monday without even giving a notice in his previous company
On Friday, when he bid goodbye to a co-worker & told them to have a good weekend
The co-worker laughed at his face & said, 'We work 6 days a week'
He was shocked, went home, did not show up on Saturday & did not pick any calls
Finally, he came back to office on Monday, to his old office
He told then that he had an emergency at home, that's why he was missing for a week
Lesson:
Be keen when you are joining a new job. Maybe the new employer is worse than your current one
It Is Well With My Soul by J.C. Ryle
A saved soul has many sorrows. He has a body like other men – weak and frail. He has a heart like other men – and often a more sensitive one too.
He has trials and losses to bear like others – and often more. He has his share of bereavements, deaths, disappointments, crosses. He has the world to oppose, a place in life to fill blamelessly, unconverted relatives to bear with patiently, persecutions to endure and a death to die. And who is sufficient for these things? What shall enable a believer to bear all this? Nothing but “the consolation there is in Christ.” (Phil. 2:1)
In Our Dying Hour by J.C. Ryle
The day may come when after a long fight with disease, we shall feel that medicine can do no more, and that nothing remains but to die. Friends will be standing by, unable to help us. Hearing, eyesight, even the power of praying, will be fast failing us. The world and its shadows will be melting beneath our feet. Eternity, with its realities, will be looming large before our minds.
What shall support us in that trying hour? What shall enable us to feel, ‘I fear no evil’? (Psalm 23:4.) Nothing, nothing can do it but close communion with Christ. Christ dwelling in our hearts by faith,—Christ putting His right arm under our heads,—Christ felt to be sitting by our side,—Christ can alone give us the complete victory in the last struggle.
Let us cleave to Christ more closely, love Him more heartily, live to Him more thoroughly, copy Him more exactly, confess Him more boldly, follow Him more fully. Religion like this will always bring its own reward. Worldly people may laugh at it. Weak brethren may think it extreme. But it will wear well. At even time it will bring us light. In sickness it will bring us peace. In the world to come it will give us a crown of glory that fadeth not away.
The time is short. The fashion of this world passeth away. A few more sicknesses, and all will be over. A few more funerals, and our own funeral will take place. A few more storms and tossings, and we shall be safe in harbour. We travel towards a world where there is no more sickness,—where parting, and pain, and crying, and mourning, are done with for evermore.
Heaven is becoming every year more full, and earth more empty. The friends ahead are becoming more numerous than the friends astern. ‘Yet a little time and He that shall come will come, and will not tarry.’ (Heb. 10:37.) In His presence shall be fulness of joy. Christ shall wipe away all tears from His people’s eyes. The last enemy that shall be destroyed is Death. But he shall be destroyed. Death himself shall one day die. (Rev. 20:14.)
In the meantime let us live the life of faith in the Son of God. Let us lean all our weight on Christ, and rejoice in the thought that He lives for evermore. Yes: blessed be God! Christ lives, though we may die. Christ lives, though friends and families are carried to the grave. He lives who abolished death, and brought life and immortality to light by the Gospel.
He lives who said, ‘O death, I will be thy plagues: O grave, I will be thy destruction.’ (Hos. 13:14.) He lives who will one day change our vile body, and make it like unto His glorious body. In sickness and in health, in life and in death, let us lean confidently on Him. Surely we ought to say daily with one of old, ‘Blessed be God for Jesus Christ!'”