Friday Humor Devotional

Dear Lord, please forgive me for my somewhat vague announcement during last week’s sermon. I asked our baptismal candidates to wear something suitable for the baptismal pool. Note to self: Be very, very, very specific […]
Dear Lord, please forgive me for my somewhat vague announcement during last week’s sermon. I asked our baptismal candidates to wear something suitable for the baptismal pool. Note to self: Be very, very, very specific […]
Dear Lord, please accept my deepest apology for my behavior at the Parish Picnic. When Father O’Rourke asked if there was anyone who’d like to make a lighthearted confession I stated that I’d replaced the […]
Dear Lord, please forgive my outburst of profanity towards my cat and her sadistic sense humor. I put on my favorite pair of Sunday church shoes only to find a dead mouse she’d dropped into […]
Dear Lord, please forgive my 5-year-old’s innocent outburst during one of our Sunday sermons. When the Reverend praised that Jesus Saves, little Barry proudly stood up and shouted, “But Daddy says Moses refinances!” Amen, with […]
Dear Lord, please forgive me for my horrible mistake towards a young church member. While singing a hymen hymn he was so off-key I accused him of being deaf. He signed back yes I am. […]
Dear Lord, please forgive my unintentional rudeness for farting in the baptismal pool. It gave the word pew an entirely new meaning, Amen. Check out more of Deb’s humor […]
Dear Lord, please forgive my huge misunderstanding of our Reverend’s sermon. When he asked that we all reflect and slumber on the words he spoke I thought he meant immediately. I was wrong, Amen. […]
(Yes, I know it’s not Friday but hey I’m getting old and forgetful) Dear Lord, please do not judge me for my rude behavior. When our pastor proclaimed that Jesus turned water into wine […]
Dear Lord, please forgive my uncontrollable laughter at our 80-year-old Grandpa Wilbert’s response to my kids’ innocent question. When they came for a visit, little Kenny asked if he had seen Grandma’ Clara’s Jenga? He […]
Dear Lord, please forgive me for my repetitive face palming toward my dimwitted NASCAR buddy. When I asked him if we could talk and have open discourse about the safety direction of the track, he […]