There was once a man who lived by the side of the road and sold hot dogs. He was hard of hearing so he had no radio – he had trouble with his eyes, so he read no newspapers and of course he didn’t look at television.

Recently, a business associate and I went to call on a retail customer, and we experienced one of the real challenges in visiting a very large regional shopping centre that is over 2 kms long,

A beggar lived near the king’s palace. One day he saw a proclamation posted
outside the palace gate. The king was giving a great dinner. Anyone dressed in royal garments was invited to the party.

In that place between wakefulness and dreams,
I found myself in the room. There were no distinguishing features.

Years ago, there was a very wealthy man who, with his devoted young son, shared a passion for art collecting. Together they travelled around the world, adding only the finest art treasures to their collection.

A man had a little daughter — an only and much-beloved child. He lived for her — she was his life. So when shem became ill and her illness resisted the efforts of them best obtainable physicians, he became like a man possessed, moving heaven and earth to bring about her restoration to health.

It was an unusually cold day for the month of May. Spring had arrived and everything was alive with color. But a cold front from the north had brought winter’s chill back to Indiana.

When the bundle was nestled in her arms and she moved the fold of cloth to look upon his tiny face, she gasped. The doctor turned quickly and looked out the tall hospital window. The baby had been born without ears.

Between moments of dispensing wisdom, managing things ecclesiastic, and occasionally intervening in world affairs, it seems that earth’s religious leaders had also learned computer programming. One day, a great contest was held to test their skills.

There had been rumors in the city about strange calls that made the receiver vanish, go blind, get deaf and even die.