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How many Christians does it take to change a light bulb?

Charismatics: Only 1
their hands are already in the air.

Pentecostals: 10
One to change the bulb, and nine to pray against the spirits of darkness.

Presbyterians: None
Lights will go on and off at predestined times.

Baptists: At least 15.
One to change the light bulb, and three committees to approve the change and decide who brings the potato salad and fried chicken. .....and they all said, "Amen!"

Episcopalians: 3
One to call the electrician, one to mix the drinks and one to talk about how much better the old one was.

Methodists: Undetermined
whether your light is bright, dull, or completely out, you are loved. You can be a light bulb, turnip bulb, or tulip bulb. Bring a bulb of your choice to the Sunday lighting service and a covered dish to pass.

Amish:
What's a light bulb?

Quakers: None
The congregation will sit quietly thinking and meditating on light bulb changing.

Nazarenes: 6
One woman to replace the bulb while five men review church lighting policy.

Lutherans: None
Lutherans don't believe in change.

Eastern Orthodox: Three to look into purchasing the bulb for as inexpensive as possible and 50 to plan the ethnic festival for the light bulb changing

Catholics: None - Candles only.

Thank you, Kim, for hosting Friday Funnies!

Comments

  1. Kim @ Homesteader's HeartMay 22, 2009 at 6:24 AM

    OH that is hilarious my friend. I had never heard that one. Big laughs!
    Happy Friday my sweet friend.
    Kim

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  2. MarshaMay 22, 2009 at 7:55 AM

    Oh this is great! I loved it! So true to form.

    Have a great day, my friend.

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  3. AislingMay 22, 2009 at 9:41 AM

    I have a book somewhere just full of lightbulb jokes!

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  4. PeggyMay 22, 2009 at 10:50 AM

    Oh, those are funny! Thanks for sharing.

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  5. RCUBEsMay 22, 2009 at 12:17 PM

    TGIF and it's time for your Friday Funnies. Thank you sister for the laugh!!! Like what you said, we need to...I appreciate the prayer you prayed over me. I needed that.
    If I may do the same for you: Lord, I lift up sister Mary as she plans to visit her sister and other families in Illinois. Please keep her safe and that there will be no hassle with this trip. Protect her and her family Oh Lord. May it be a fruitful reunion and may others who don't know You be able to know Your love and grace because of sister Mary. Please guide her with Your divine wisdom. Thank You Lord that we can come together and pray together. Thank you Lord that we share that oneness that only comes from You. In Jesus' Name. Amen. Have fun sister! [[[Hugs]]].

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  6. christy roseMay 22, 2009 at 1:20 PM

    I laughed A LOT at this today. Thanks for the Friday Funnies.

    Christy

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  7. Laurie AnnMay 22, 2009 at 3:24 PM

    Cute! I hadn't heard that one. I'd fall into the Baptist category and would bring mac & cheese and steer the committee for light bulb changing, LOL!

    Thanks, by the way, for stopping by At the Well and leaving such a sweet comment. What a blessing you are!

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  8. Kathleen May 22, 2009 at 5:34 PM

    What great fun! I hope your trip is filled with wonderful memory-making connections.

    Off to change my Baptilupentpresalian light bulb!

    Kathleen

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  9. RCUBEsMay 28, 2009 at 1:41 PM

    I wanna' share the "awesome queen" award with you so c'mon over when you get a chance! Love you.

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