Lord, I Hate Buttermilk

[Preacher]

An Oldie, but a Goodie.

A story is told about a preacher in a small country church who called on one of his older
deacons to lead the congregation in an opening prayer. He stood up, bowed his head,
and said, "Lord, I hate buttermilk."

The minister opened one eye and wondered where this old fellow was going. The deacon
continued, "Lord, I hate lard." Now the preacher was thoroughly perplexed but the
prayer went on, "Lord, I ain't too crazy about plain flour either ... but after you mix 'em
all together and bake 'em in a hot oven, I just love biscuits."

"Lord, help us to realize when life gets hard, when things come up that we don't like,
whenever we don't understand what You are doing, that we need to wait and see what
You are making. After you get through mixing and baking, it'll probably be something better
than biscuits."

[4thIDvet]

Good one thank you.