You Must Believe
It was summer and a drought threatened the crops throughout the region.
One hot and dry Sunday, the village parson told his congregation, “There isn’t anything that will save us except to pray for rain. Go home, pray , believe, and come back next Sunday ready to thank God for the rain he will send.”
The people did as they were told and returned to church the following Sunday. But as soon as the parson saw them, he was furious.
“We can’t worship today. You do not yet believe,” he said.
“But,” they protested, “we prayed, and we do believe.”
“Believe?” he responded. “Then where are your umbrellas?”