In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Calling Uncle Bob.”
I don’t even know what that means. Have I ever turned to someone for a quick fix when I should sort it out myself? Calling Uncle Bob?
The funny thing is I have an Uncle Bob. Then again I guess that isn’t all that funny since probably everyone in America has an Uncle Bob. Shit I have two Uncle Bob’s.
One of them fell down a well once and landed on his back. Then he accepted Jesus as his personal savior.
His son had been telling him about Jesus for thirty years or something, but up until then he was a hard living ex-marine who didn’t need a personal savior.
HIs son was a preacher and when Uncle Bob fell down the well and miraculously learned to walk again (a year, three surgeries and months of physical therapy later), his son baptized him.
Then a few years later, Uncle Bob’s son went and got diagnosed with bipolar disease, divorced his wife and left his church and put on a Lynard Skynard t-shirt.
Call me a cynic, but If your uncle bob had already had a miracle happen, what more was he hoping to gain from following jesus?
Call me a heretic but where’s the miracle in a year at the hospital? Ah Uncle Bob probably felt like he owed the boss or maybe his troubled life had flashed before his eyes…we’ll never know for sure.
Oh I thought the fall down the well was after the hospital stuffs.
As in he was paralysed and fell down a well and magically could walk again…like Lock in Lost. I should try reading words in the right order, especially if they purport to Christian logic.
Ah that would have been more interesting by far.
haha this is hilarious. i think we are soulmates…