A curious fellow died one day and found himself waiting in the long
line
of judgment. As he stood there he noticed that some souls were allowed
to march right through the pearly gates into Heaven. Others though,
were led over to Satan who threw them into the burning pit. But every
so
often, instead of hurling a poor soul into the fire, Satan would toss
a soul off to one side into a small pile.
After watching Satan do this several times, the fellow's curiosity got
the best of him. So he strolled over and asked Satan what he was doing.
"Excuse me, Mr. Prince of Darkness," he said. "I'm waiting in line for
judgment, but I couldn't help wondering...why are you tossing those
people aside instead of flinging them into the Fires of Hell with the
others?"
"Ah, those...," Satan said with a groan. "They're all from New
England. They're still too wet to burn."
This one hit me. We've had 4 weeks of rain here in RI, with only a few days of sunshine!
"Rain, rain, go away...."
Shalom!