The preacher's, Sunday sermon was Forgive Your Enemies.

He asked, how many have forgiven their enemies?

About half held up their hands.

He then repeated his question.

Now about 80% held up their hands.

He then repeated his question again.

All responded, except one elderly lady.

"Mrs. Jones, are you not willing to forgive your enemies?" asked the preacher.

"I don't have any." she replied.

"Mrs. Jones, that is very unusual. How old are you?" asked the preacher.

"Ninety-three." she replied.

"Mrs. Jones, please come down in front and tell the congregation how a person cannot have an enemy in the world." asked the preacher.

The little sweetheart of a lady tottered down the aisle, and said, "It's easy, I just outlived those bitches."