Miss Joyce

 

Toward the end of Sunday service, the Minister asked, 'How many of you have forgiven your enemies?'

 

80% held up their hands.

 

The Minister then repeated his question. All responded this time, except one small elderly lady.

 

'Miss Joyce''; 'Are you not willing to forgive your enemies?'

 

I don't have any.' She replied, smiling sweetly.

 

'Miss Joyce', that is very unusual. How old are you?'

 

'Ninety-eight.' she replied.

 

'Oh, Miss. Joyce, would you please come down in front & tell us all how a person can live ninety-eight years & not have an enemy in the world?'

 

The little sweetheart of a lady tottered down the aisle, faced the congregation, and said:

 

'I outlived the bitches.'