- Marcia Vogl
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God: Jenny, bake your best peach pie and give it to your boss.
Jenny: That old grouch!! Why should I give him anything? All he does is complain. Nobody likes him. He goes around scowling at everybody.
Jenny: He might think I’m kissing up for a raise. That would not be good.
God: I told you what to do.
Jenny: I’ll have think about it. (She bakes the pie and next morning gives it to her boss.)
Jenny: Morning Mr. Copper (Grouch). I baked you a pie.
Copper: Did you think it was my birthday or something?
Jenny: No, but it can be if you want to make it so.
Copper: (Looking at the pie, tears begin to well up.)
Jenny: Is something wrong with the pie? You don’t like peach?
Copper: I lost my wife a year ago and tomorrow is my birthday. I told God “I wanted a piece of my wife’s peach pie for my birthday?” Of course I knew that was impossible but He brought me the peach pie through you.
Jenny: He loves you very much. He did the impossible for you.
Copper: I’ll never doubt His love again.
Jenny: Happy Birthday!