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At prayer meeting, the pastor asked if anyone in the congregation would like to express praise for answered prayers.
A lady stood and walked to the podium. 'Two months ago, my husband, Jim, had a terrible bicycle wreck and his scrotum was smashed. The pain was excruciating and the doctors didn't know if they could help him'.
There was an audible gasp from the men in the congregation as they imagined the pain poor Jim experienced.
'Jim was unable to hold me or the children and every move caused him terrible pain. We prayed as the doctors performed a delicate operation...they were able to piece together the crushed remnants of Jim's scrotum with pins and wrap wire around it to hold it in place'.
Again, the men in the congregation squirmed uncomfortably as they imagined the horrible surgery and the wire.
'Now Jim is out of the hospital and the doctors say with time his scrotum should recover completely'.
All the men sighed with relief. The pastor rose and asked tentatively if anyone else had anything to say.
A man rose from his seat and said quietly, 'Good morning. I'm Jim and I want to tell my wife, once again, the word is "sternum"'.
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