An old mountaineer and his wife were sitting in front of the fireplace one evening taking life easy.
After a long silence, the wife said: "Jed, I think it's raining. Why don't you get up and go outside and see?"
The old mountaineer continued to gaze into the fire for a while, sighed and then said, "Aw, Ma, why don't we just call in the dog and see if he's wet."
That's what you call the height of laziness. And I wouldn't want to say that we are downright lazy, but we all have a lazy streak in us.
And laziness is a faith killer.
