What does the Bible Mean
A father was approached by his small son who told him proudly, "I know what the Bible means!"
His father smiled and replied, "What do you mean, you 'know' what the Bible means?'"
The son replied, "I do know!"
"Okay," said his father. "What does the Bible mean?"
"That's easy, Daddy," the young boy replied excitedly, "It stands for 'Basic Information Before Leaving Earth.'"
More Funny Jokes
I keep waiting for spring, but it never did come yet. What's up? Don't forget.
You don't have to worry about me. I always look both ways before I cross the street.
My brother told me about how I was born but it just doesn't sound right. What do you say?
If you watch in Church on Sunday I will show you my new shoes.
Is Reverend Coe a friend of yours, or do you just know him through the business?
In Sunday School they told us what you do for a job. Who does it when you are on vacation?
In school we read that Thomas Edison made light, but in Sunday School they said you did it first. Did he steal your idea?
- Sincerely, Donna
I do not think anybody could be a better God than you. Well, I just want you to know that. I am not just saying that because you are already God.
It is great the way you always get the stars in the right place. Why can't you do that with the moon?
A little girl is sitting on her grandpa's lap and studying the wrinkles on his old face. She gets up the nerve to rub her fingers over the wrinkles. Then she touches her own face and looks more puzzled.
Finally the little girl asks, "Grandpa, did God make you?"
"He sure did honey, a long time ago," replies her grandpa.
"Well, did God make me?" asks the little girl.
"Yes, He did, and that wasn't too long ago," answers her grandpa.
"Boy," says the little girl, "He's sure doing a lot better job these days isn't He?"
A man is walking down the street one day when he notices a very small boy trying to press a doorbell on a house across the street. However, the boy is very small and the doorbell is too high for him to reach. After watching the boy's efforts for some time, the man moves closer to the boy's position.
He steps smartly across the street, walks up behind the little fellow and, placing his hand kindly on the child's shoulder, leans over and gives the
doorbell a solid ring.
Crouching down to the childs level, the man smiles benevolently and asks, "And now what, my little man?"
The boy replies, "Now we run!"