Prayer

He was a great believer in the power of prayer.

He was always praying and asking for help with one thing or another. He was very devout in his praying. This is in no way surprising because it was often the case that early, rural man spent an awful lot of time praying. These appeals were proffered for things like rain, good fortune or forgiveness. This took place at a time unknown, but probably quite recently. In fact, at the time, whenever it was, just about everybody spent an awful lot of time praying for just about everything. It was simply the thing to do.

Now, it came to pass that the plug went missing from the sink out back. Looking around, he found that the goat had it between its teeth and was gnawing on it. As he watched, it disappeared with a gulp. As we all know, goats will happily eat anything. Anyway, this meant he could no longer fill the basin with water. He would have to pray. Unsurprisingly, at this point he returned to his dwelling, whatever that might be, in order to pick up the holy book, when he was suddenly struck by a thought. He rummaged through the rubbish and found a container top that exactly fitted the plughole. Laying a small scrap of plastic wrapping paper over the plughole he pushed the top in. In this way, he was able to fill the sink.

This will hold, he thought, until he could replace it with a proper plug.

Now, you may well ask, what did he learn from this incident? The answer being… absolutely nothing.

In fact, feeling that he had somehow robbed the almighty of the opportunity to miraculously fix the problem, he mumbled to himself, “I hope He doesn’t take offence.”