At a Sunday morning church service, the minister asked if anyone in the congregation would like to express praise for answered prayers. A lady stood and walked to the podium. She said: “I have a praise. Two months ago, my husband Tom had a terrible bicycle crash and his scrotum was completely crushed. The pain was terrible and the doctors didn’t know if they could help him.”
You could hear a muffled gasp from all the men in the congregation as they imagined the pain that poor Tom must have experienced.
“Tom was unable to hold me or the children,” she went on, “and every movement caused him terrible pain. We prayed as the doctors performed a very delicate operation, which lasted for more than five hours. It turned out they were able to piece together the crushed remnants of Tom’s scrotum, and wrap wire around it to hold it in place.”
Again the men in the congregation were unnerved and squirmed uncomfortably as they imagined the horrible surgery that was performed on Tom.
“Now, thank the Lord,” she announced in a quavering voice, “after six weeks Tom is out of the hospital and the doctors say that, with time, his scrotum should recover completely.”
All the men sighed with relief.
The minister rose and tentatively asked if anyone else had something to say. A man stood up and walked slowly to the podium.
He said: “I’m Tom.”
The entire congregation held its breath. “I just want to tell my wife that the word is sternum.”
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