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Our church’s most popular outreach event is the Women’s Spring Tea. It is a lovely and delicious event. I was asked to speak and share my testimony. I shared the stage with a few others who had testimonies of troubled times such as divorces, death of children and loss. I knew God would place me last on the program and I felt His guidance through prayer to write a humorous speech so that the Tea could end on a joyful note. I liked the tea party humor that the Lord helped me with to make everyone laugh a lot and to prepare my audience for my telling of His great work in my life. This was my beginning:

Last Christmas, I invited some of my neighbors to a little tea party at my home so that we could get to know one another better. I asked each one to bring a symbol of their faith. Maria, my Catholic neighbor next door, was the first to arrive. She brought a crucifix that hangs in her hallway. Peggy, across the street, is an atheist so she did not bring anything. Rachel, who lives several houses down the street is Jewish and she wore a charm bracelet with a Star of David. The last to arrive was Dee Dee, my neighbor from the street behind me. You gotta love Dee Dee! She walks in the door, late, as usual. She says “Hi, everyone! I’m Dee Dee. I’m a Baptist and I brought a casserole.”

I hope you will go to Homesteader's Heart and visit Kim today. She’s been gearing up all week for her big birthday celebration. She’s been sharing personal facts about herself so we can know her inside and out! It was Kim’s idea that we submit something personal and humorous about us today for Friday Funnies, so if you’re up to it, bless her by joining us with something funny about yourself! We'll have a great birthday party together, laughing a lot! Love you, Kimmy and happy, happy birthday!

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  1. I love the I’m a Baptist and I brought a casserole.
    That was too funny. With your question. Every day is another step to recovery for me. I am on a path to healing. I have received. the gift of Laughter, joy , love. and working on happiness as we speak. I suffered from depression. Most of my readers know my story. And can see day by day my recovery on my blog. It has helped me to find life again. in a lonely world. I can not rewrite my story. I wrote it once and deleted it. I try to only have happiness in my blog now. There are still some past story's I did not delete.
    Be blessed my friend.

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  2. Hi sister Mary! It's nice when you hear a God-loving spirit who chooses to be positive and on the lighter side despite going through trials. The burden seem much lighter when we laugh. We forget the aches sometimes. You're a great blessing to that event.
    "I'm a Baptist and I brought a casserole" -LOL.
    Heading back to work tonight after a break last weekend. Praying for you and others always. God bless you and your family. Love to you and have a great weekend.

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  3. I love our sense of humor and heart for Jesus. What a great combination!

    And bravo on having the courage to share your testimony. I know you blessed all who were there.

    Happy Friday.

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  4. I can certainly identify with the Baptist casserole. LOL.

    Mary, how wonderful that you were able to speak and bring some humor to the occasion. It seems so many have heartaches lately but it helps to have a moment in the midst of it all ...to laugh. I'm sure you are an inspiration to so many women in your church, not to mention your blogging world too!

    I follow Kim of Homesteaders Heart and have enjoyed getting to know her better. I asked her the question about her salvation story so I have to also visit her on Sunday. Hugs to you.

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  5. TOOOO Funny!
    Sending love, prayers, and blessings, andrea

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  6. Oh thank you my friend for your kind words and that story was just hilarious!!
    BIG hugs and Happy Friday to you sweet friend.
    Kim

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  7. That's cute Mary!! :)

    I'm praying still sweet sister. Love you.

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  8. Mary,


    This was so cute! Just like the Lord to give you such a Joy-filled way to bless those who you were able to share with! You do that with all of us in so many ways and I love you so much for it! Despite what is going on, you show truly that the Joy of the LORD is your Strength!
    Have a blessed weekend Mary! still praying for you and yours!

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  9. Urgent prayer request on my blogs for a fellow blogger.
    Continuing to pray for you, too!
    Blessings, andrea

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  10. Now isn't that a really new one!i have heard of many Babtist jokes.. never as good as this one.

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  11. ... "and Kay, the Nazarene, came later than the Baptist, and said "I brought my big hair!" LOL The taller the hair, the closer to God! yes?! You sweet thang you - love ya.

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