A young man was inspired to help out with his church’s fundraiser.
He asked the preacher if he could participate in the door-to-door selling of bibles.
The preacher agreed, but knowing the young man had a bad stutter, he only gave him 3 Bibles to sell.
The following day the young man returned asking for more.
The preacher gave him another 5 bibles.
The following day the preacher gave him another 10.
By the end of the week, the young man broke the church’s record for the highest number of bibles sales in one week.
The preacher believed that divine intervention had occurred
He was dumbfounded and had to know the young man’s secret.
So the preacher asked the young man how he was able to sell so many bibles in such a short amount of time.
The young man smiled and said,
“I asked th-th-them if th-th-they wanted to b-b-buy a bible or have m-m-me read it to th-th-them.”
A salesman was going door to door trying to sell his wares.
A salesman was going door to door trying to sell his wares.
As he walked up to the next house, he noticed a small boy sitting on the front steps.
“Is your mother home?” the salesman asked the small boy.
“Yeah, she’s home,” the boy said, scooting over to let him pass.
The salesman rang the doorbell, got no response, knocked once, then again.
Still, no one came to the door.
Turning to the boy, the fellow said, “I thought you said your mother was home?!”
The kid replied, “She is, but this isn’t where I live.”
