A Christian, a Moslem, and a Jewish man, all very pious, met
at an interfaith congress and got to talking about the
experiences that had lead to their religious devotion.
The Christian recounted being on a plane when it ran into a
terrible storm over a remote wilderness area. "There was
lightening and thunder all around us. The pilot told us to
brace for the crash. I dropped to my knees and prayed to God
to save us. Then for a thousand feet all around us the wind
calmed and the rain stopped. We made it to the airport. And
since then my faith has never wavered."
The Moslem then told of a terrifying incident on his
pilgrimage to Mecca. "A tremendous sandstorm came up out of
nowhere, and within minutes my camel and I were almost
buried. Sure I was going to die, I prostrated myself toward
Mecca and prayed to Allah to deliver me. And suddenly, for a
thousand feet all around me, the swirling dust settled and I
was able to make my way safely across the desert. Since then
I have been the
most devout of believers."
Nodding respectfully, the Jewish man then told his story.
"One Sabbath I was walking back from the temple when I saw a
huge sack of money just lying there at the edge of the road.
It had clearly been abandoned, and I felt it was mine to take
home. But obviously this would have been a violation of the
Sabbath. So I dropped to my knees and prayed to Yahweh. And
suddenly, for a thousand feet all around me, it was Tuesday!"