It seems a cowboy from Colorado skipped church one Sunday to go
bear hunting in the mountains. As he turned the corner along the path,
he and a bear collided. The cowboy stumbled backwards, slipped off the
trail and began tumbling down the mountain with the bear in hot pursuit.
Suddenly the cowboy crashed into a boulder, sending his rifle in one
direction and breaking both legs. As the bear closed in, the cowboy cried
out in desperation, “Lord, I’m sorry for what I have done. Please
forgive me and save me! Lord, please make that bear a Christian.”
Suddenly, the clouds parted and a beam of light shown down on the bear.
The bear skidded to a halt at the cowboy’s feet, fell to its knees, clasped
its paws together and said, “God bless this food which I am about to receive.”
bear hunting in the mountains. As he turned the corner along the path,
he and a bear collided. The cowboy stumbled backwards, slipped off the
trail and began tumbling down the mountain with the bear in hot pursuit.
Suddenly the cowboy crashed into a boulder, sending his rifle in one
direction and breaking both legs. As the bear closed in, the cowboy cried
out in desperation, “Lord, I’m sorry for what I have done. Please
forgive me and save me! Lord, please make that bear a Christian.”
Suddenly, the clouds parted and a beam of light shown down on the bear.
The bear skidded to a halt at the cowboy’s feet, fell to its knees, clasped
its paws together and said, “God bless this food which I am about to receive.”