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Cowboy Story
By PK | May 13, 2010
Thanks Mike for this re-post.
Jake, the rancher, went one day to fix a distant fence;
the wind was cold and gusty and the clouds rolled gray and dense.
As he pounded the last staples in and gathered up his tools to go,
the temperature had fallen and the snow began to blow.
When he finally reached his pickup, he felt a heavy heart;
from the sound of that ignition, he knew it wouldn’t start.
So Jake did what most of us ‘d done if we’d had been there;
he humbly bowed his head and sent aloft a prayer.
As he turned the key one last time, he softly cursed his luck.
They found ol’ Jake three days later, frozen stiff in that truck.
Now Jake had been around in life and done his share of roamin’;
but when he saw Heaven he was shocked - it looked just like Wyomin’!
Of all the saints in Heaven, his favorite was St. Peter;
now this line, it ain’t needed, but it helps with rhyme and meter.
So, they set and talked a minute or two, or maybe it was three;
nobody was a keeping score - in Heaven time is free.
“I’ve always heard”, says Jake to Pete, “that God will answer prayers,
but one time I asked for help, and well, He just plain wasn’t there”.
“Does God answer prayers of some and ignore those of others?”
“That don’t seem exactly square - I know all men are brothers”.
“Or does He randomly reply, without good rhyme or reason?”
“Maybe it’s the time of day, the weather, or the season?”
“Now, I ain’t trying to act smart, it’s just the way I feel;
and I’m a wonderin’, could ya tell me, what the heck’s the deal?”
St Pete listened very patiently and when Jake was done,
there were smiles of recognition, and he said, “So, you’re the one!
That day your truck, it wouldn’t start, and you sent you’re prayer a flying;
you gave us all a real bad time, with hundreds of us a trying.
A thousand angels rushed to check the status of your file;
but ya know, Jake, we hadn’t heard from you in quite a while.
And though all prayers are answered, and God ain’t got no quota,
He didn’t recognize your voice, and started a truck in North Dakota!”
Author Unknown
Moral: Make sure He recognizes your voice!
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