A preacher put this question to a class of children: "If all the good people were white and all the bad people were black, what color would you be?"
Little Mary Jane replied, "Reverend, I'd be streaky!"
So would the preacher. So would the mahatmas, popes, and saints.
A man was looking for a good church to attend and he happened to enter one in which the congregation and the preacher were reading from their prayer book. They were saying, "We have left undone those things which we ought to have done, and we have done those things which we ought not to have done."
The man dropped into a seat and sighed with relief and he said to himself, "Thank goodness, I've found my crowd at last."
Attempts to hide your streakiness will sometimes be successful, always dishonest.
Little Mary Jane replied, "Reverend, I'd be streaky!"
So would the preacher. So would the mahatmas, popes, and saints.
A man was looking for a good church to attend and he happened to enter one in which the congregation and the preacher were reading from their prayer book. They were saying, "We have left undone those things which we ought to have done, and we have done those things which we ought not to have done."
The man dropped into a seat and sighed with relief and he said to himself, "Thank goodness, I've found my crowd at last."
Attempts to hide your streakiness will sometimes be successful, always dishonest.
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