Birthday Parties for Prostitutes
I heard a great story about Tony Campolo. Perhaps you’ve heard it too
Tony was traveling and couldn’t sleep one night. He decided to walk down the street to a donut shop. He didn’t realize the donut shop was also the local hangout for area prostitutes. As he was there, he overheard 2 prostitutes talking.
“Tomorrow’s my birthday”
“So what?”
“I just thought you would be nice for once. I’m not expecting anything. I’ve never had a party, or a gift or anything for my birthday. Just thought you might like to wish me a Happy Birthday.”
“Yea, well happy birthday.”
After hearing this, Tony had an idea. The next day, he bought a cake and birthday decorations. He went to talk to the manager of the donut shop, and it was decided that a birthday party would be thrown that evening for the prostitute. Late that night, actually, early the next morning, the prostitute came into the donut shop to be greeted with a cake, and a group of people singing “Happy Birthday”. The prostitute was completely overwhelmed and broke into sobs. She was so excited, she didn’t want to cut the cake. She just wanted to take it home to remember this special night by. Before everyone left, Tony led a prayer with everyone there.
As they were cleaning up, the donut shop manager said to Tony, “I didn’t know you were a preacher. What kind of church do you go to?”
Tony said, “The kind that throws birthday parties for prostitutes at 3:30 in the morning.”
The manager said, “I could go to a church like that.”
Me too, my friends, me too.
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