> > A businessman was in a great deal of trouble. His business
> > >was failing, he had put everything he had into the business,
> > >he owed everybody-- it was so bad he was even contemplating
> > >suicide. As a last resort he went to a priest and poured out
> > >his story of tears and woe.
> > >
> > >When he had finished, the priest said, "Here's what I want you
> > >to do: Put a beach chair and your Bible in your car and drive
> > >down to the beach. Take the beach chair and the Bible to the
> > >water's edge, sit down in the beach chair, and put the Bible in
> > >your lap. Open the Bible; the wind will rifle the pages, but
> > >finally the open Bible will come to rest on a page. Look down at
> > >the page and read the first thing you see. That will be your
> > >answer, that will tell you what to do."
> > >
> > >A year later the businessman went back to the priest and
> > >brought his wife and children with him. The man was in a
> > >new custom-tailored suit, his wife in a mink coat, the children
> > >shining. The businessman pulled an envelope stuffed with money
> > >out of his pocket, gave it to the priest as a donation in
> > >thanks for his advice.
> > >
> > >The priest recognized the benefactor, and was curious. "You
> > >did as I suggested?" he asked.
> > >
> > >"Absolutely," replied the businessman.
> > >
> > >"You went to the beach?"
> > >
> > >"Absolutely."
> > >
> > >"You sat in a beach chair with the Bible in your lap?"
> > >
> > >"Absolutely."
> > >
> > >"You let the pages rifle until they stopped?"
> > >
> > >"Absolutely."
> > >
> > >"And what were the first words you saw?"
> > >
> > >"Chapter 11."
> >
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