A Little old Lady

Sunday's sermon was Forgive Your Enemies.

Toward the end of the service, the minister asked, "How many of you have forgiven your enemies?"

Everyone raised their hand except one elderly lady, Mrs. Jones.

The minister asked, "Mrs. Jones, are you not willing to forgive your enemies?"

"I don't have any." she said sweetly.

"Mrs.Jones that is very unusual. How old are you?"

"Ninety-eight", she replied.

To this the minister said, "Oh Mrs. Jones, would you please come down to the front and tell us all how a person can live ninety-eight years and not have an enemy in the world?"

The little sweetheart of a lady tottered down the aisle, faced the congregation, and announced: "I outlived the b!tches."