One day, Bill lost his donkey. Bill went all over the village looking for his donkey. He got the entire village involved in searching for the donkey.
At the end of the day the villagers came to Bill's home to tell him that his donkey could not be located. They found him sitting and praying in deep contemplation and thanking God for all His blessings.
The villagers said, "Bill, what are you thanking God for? We have searched all over the village and we believe your donkey is lost forever."
Bill replied, "That is exactly why I am thanking God! Can you imagine what would have happened if I was on the donkey! "
A Preacher went to his church office on Monday morning and discovered a dead donkey in the church yard. He called the police. Since there did not appear to be any foul play, the police referred the Preacher to the health department.
The health department said since there was no health threat that he should call the sanitation department.
The sanitation manager said he could not pick up the mule without authorization from the mayor.
Now the Preacher knew the mayor and was not to eager to call him. The mayor had a bad temper and was generally hard to deal with, but the Preacher called him anyway.
The mayor did not disappoint. He immediately began to rant and rave at the pastor and finally said, "Why did you call me anyway? Isn't it your job to bury the dead?"
The preacher paused for a brief prayer and asked the Lord to direct his response. He was led to say, "Yes, Mayor, it is my job to bury the dead, but I always like to notify the next of kin first!"
Little Boy, the Old Man and the Donkey
An old man and a little boy on a donkey were on their way into town. They passed by a group of people who said, "What a shame for that old man to be walking while that perfectly able-bodied boy rides that donkey." So the boy got off the donkey and the old man got on. They later passed by some more people who said, "Why should that little boy have to walk when they have a donkey to ride on. So the little boy got on the donkey and they both rode it. After a while, they passed some more people. They overheard the people say, "That poor donkey must be wore out from carrying both of them." So the little boy and old man picked up the donkey and started to carry it.
The Donkey Is Not Here
A neighbor who Bill didn't like very much came over to his compound one day. The neighbor asked Bill if he could borrow his donkey. Bill not wanting to lend his donkey to the neighbor he didn't like told him, "I would love to loan you my donkey but only yesterday my brother came from the next town to use it to carry his wheat to the mill to be grounded. The donkey sadly is not here."
The neighbor was disappointed. But he thanked Bill and began to walk away. Just as he got a few steps away, Bill's donkey, which was in the back of his compound all the time, let out a big, loud bray.
The neighbor turned back around. "Bill," he said, " I thought you said your donkey was not here."
"He is not," said Bill.
"But I just heard him bray!" said the neighbor.
Bill turned to the neighbor and said, "My friend, who are you going to believe? Me, or a donkey?"