The pastor and the bear is a story that echoes from northern Maine about a pastor who decided to skip his church services one Sunday because he wanted to go bear hunting up in the mountains.
So off he drove that Sunday morning in his 4×4 wagon, until he came to a wild and lonely place in the middle of nowhere, where he knew there would he a good chance of finding bears.
The pastor got out of his vehicle, grabbed his hunting rifle and set off up a track to look for bears.
Suddenly, just as he turned a corner along the path, not really looking where he was going, he collided with a big grizzly bear that was coming the other way.
The pastor stumbled backwards, slipped off the trail and began tumbling down the mountain with the big old grizzly bear in hot pursuit.
Finally, the pastor crashed into a boulder, which sent his rifle off in one direction and him in another.
The pastor was in a lot of pain and came to realize that the fall ended with him breaking both legs.
As the bear closed in on him, hungry and droolingthe pastor cried out in desperation, “Oh Lord, I am truly sorry for what I have done. Please forgive me and save me! Lord, please make that bear a Christian””
Suddenly, it was like a miracle had happened. There was a flash of lightning in the sky. There was a boom of thunder. The bear literally skidded to a halt right at the pastor’s feet.
“Heaven be praised”, exclaimed the pastor.
The big old grizzly bear then fell to its knees, clasped its paws together and said, “Oh Lord, bless this food which I am about to receive”.
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