A certain man who had become, through a series of sad twists of fate, homeless. All his efforts to regain employment and housing had failed and after seven years of this horrible life, he began to pray.
"Please, God - please let me win the lottery," he would say.
Desperately, week after failing week, he would enter a local cathedral, light a candle, genuflect kneeling, then once again, plead with his Creator. "Lord, I beg of you, please let me win the lottery."
This went on for years.
One day he entered the cathedral, followed his sacred routine and, noticing he was alone, actually uttered his prayer aloud. His tired, worn, beaten-down voice fluttered about the great building. "Dearest, Sweet Father. Have mercy upon me. Please allow me to win the lottery."
A great, bright light suddenly filled the cathedral so brilliant he could barely keep his eyes open. A resounding voice boomed from all around him and he fell upon his knees and bowed his head, and tearfully, he listened carefully to the words of his Lord God Almighty......
"Dude - work with me - BUY A TICKET!"
"Please, God - please let me win the lottery," he would say.
Desperately, week after failing week, he would enter a local cathedral, light a candle, genuflect kneeling, then once again, plead with his Creator. "Lord, I beg of you, please let me win the lottery."
This went on for years.
One day he entered the cathedral, followed his sacred routine and, noticing he was alone, actually uttered his prayer aloud. His tired, worn, beaten-down voice fluttered about the great building. "Dearest, Sweet Father. Have mercy upon me. Please allow me to win the lottery."
A great, bright light suddenly filled the cathedral so brilliant he could barely keep his eyes open. A resounding voice boomed from all around him and he fell upon his knees and bowed his head, and tearfully, he listened carefully to the words of his Lord God Almighty......
"Dude - work with me - BUY A TICKET!"
