Humor...essential to this journey

Tom's scrotum 
 
The pastor asked if anyone in the congregation would like to express praise 
for answered prayers.  Suzie Smith stood and walked to the podium.  She 
said, "I have a praise.  Two months ago, my husband, Tom, had a terrible 
bicycle wreck and his scrotum was completely crushed.  The pain was 
excruciating and the doctors didn't know if they could help him." You could 
hear a muffled gasp from the men in the congregation as they imagine the 
pain that poor Tom must have experienced.  "Tom was unable to hold me or the 
children," she went on, "and every move caused him terrible pain."  We 
prayed as the doctors performed a delicate operation, and it turned out they 
were able to piece together the crushed remnants of Tom's scrotum, and wrap 
wire around it to hold it in place." Again, the men in the congregation 
cringed and squirmed uncomfortably as they imagined the horrible surgery 
performed on Tom.  "Now," she announced in a quivering voice, "thank the 
Lord, Tom is out of the hospital and the doctors say that with time, his 
scrotum should recover completely." All the men sighed with unified relief. 
The pastor rose and tentatively asked if anyone else had something to say. 
 
A man stood up and walked slowly to the podium. 
 
He said, "I'm Tom Smith." The entire congregation held its breath.  "I just 
want to tell my wife the word is sternum."