A woman named Diane stood up at her church one Sunday morning, took the
microphone, and bared her soul to the whole congregation:
" I want to tell you about the awful accident that my husband, Frank, has
suffered this past month." He was riding his bike, lost control, ran off
the highway and hit a chain-linked fence. He was rushed to the hospital,
and could have died, but thank the Lord, all he suffered was a broken
scrotum."
The congregation gasped in horror. The men in the congregation were
obviously uneasy and writhed in their seats."Frank has been in terrible
pain all month since the accident. He has trouble breathing. He has
trouble swallowing his food. He can hardly lift anything, he's in so much
pain, and he has missed work because of it. He can't lift our children up
to hold them and give them the personal love that they need. Worst of all,
we can no longer cuddle and have intimate relations. He is in constant
pain, a pain so terrible that our love life has all but slipped away into
oblivion. I would like to ask all in the congregation to pray for Frank,
and pray for us, that his broken scrotum will soon heal and be as good as
new."
A dull murmur erupted within the congregation as the full impact of this
terrible accident sank in, and the men in the congregation were visibly
shaken up with the thought of that, "there but for the Grace of God go I."
Then, as the murmuring settled down, a lone figure stood up in the midst of
the congregation, worked his way up to the pulpit, obviously in pain,
adjusted the microphone to his liking, then leaned over and said to the
congregation:
My name is Frankand I have only one word for my wife, Diane.
That word is:
"STERNUM!!!!"
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