Get Behind Me, Satan

Struggling to make ends meet on a meager first-call salary, a pastor was livid when he confronted his wife with the receipt for a $240 dress she had bought. "How could you do this?!"

She explained, "I was outside the shop looking at the dress in the window, and then I found myself trying it on. It was like Satan was whispering in my ear, 'You look fabulous in that dress. Buy it!'"

"Well," the pastor replied, "You know how I deal with that kind of temptation. I say, 'Get behind me, Satan!'"

"I did," replied his wife, "but then he said, 'It looks fabulous from back here, too!'"
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