A country preacher decided to skip services one Sunday and head for the hills to do some bear hunting. As he rounded the corner on a perilous twist in the trail, he and a bear collided, sending him and his rifle tumbling down the mountainside. Before he knew it, his rifle went one way and he went the other, landing on a rock and breaking both legs. That was the good news. The bad news was the ferocious bear charging at him from a distance, and he couldn`t move.
‘Oh, Lord,’ the preacher prayed, ‘I`m so sorry for skipping services today to come here and hunt. Please forgive me and grant me just one wish … please make a Christian out of that bear that`s coming at me. Please, Lord!’
That very instant, the bear skidded to a halt, fell to its knees, clasped its paws together and began to pray aloud at the preacher`s feet:
‘Dear God, bless this food I am about to receive ….’