Sunday's sermon was "Forgive Your Enemies". Toward the end of the service the Minister asked, "How many of you have forgiven your enemies?" Eighty percent of the congregation held up their hands. The Minister then repeated his question. All responded this time, except one small elderly lady. "Mrs. Jones, are you not willing to forgive your enemies?" "I don't have any." She replied smiling sweetly. "Mrs. Jones, that is very unusual. How old are you?" "Ninety-eight." she answered. "Oh, Mrs. Jones, please come down to the front and tell us how a person can live ninety-eight years and 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."