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When I was a young boy in South Alabama, a local radio station had a campaign that included a ping pong ball drop from an airplane. Yes, you heard me right…a ping pong ball drop. And if that sounds like a dumb idea, you are right. They announced a date and time and invited listeners to a field where hundreds of ping pong balls would be dropped by a World War II airplane. Some of the ping pong balls would be specially marked for prizes like records and cash. I thought, ‘music and money’…count me in!
The day finally arrived and the Lovelace family loaded up the station wagon and made the journey to the field. People were silently standing around their cars and staring at the sky. I held a brown paper bag, because I was planning on picking up more ping pong balls than my faded jeans could hold. Anticipation hung in the air like the cumulus clouds. My dad watched his watch, as time stood still. Then someone yelled, “I hear it!” Before we knew it, the loud plane flew over the field and disappeared, but there was one thing terribly wrong—no ping pong balls. Zero. Disappointed, people slowly got back into their cars and left.
Later that day, the radio DJ explained that when the airplane dropped the balls, some unforeseen winds blew them into a swamp. The event was a total failure because of a change in wind. The proverbial winds of change are all around us, but the Bible tells us not to be tossed to and fro. Let’s anchor to the Lord, avoid the swamps and safely land at our designated home…heaven.
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When I was a young boy in South Alabama, a local radio station had a campaign that included a ping pong ball drop from an airplane. Yes, you heard me right…a ping pong ball drop. And if that sounds like a dumb idea, you are right. They announced a date and time and invited listeners to a field where hundreds of ping pong balls would be dropped by a World War II airplane. Some of the ping pong balls would be specially marked for prizes like records and cash. I thought, ‘music and money’…count me in!
The day finally arrived and the Lovelace family loaded up the station wagon and made the journey to the field. People were silently standing around their cars and staring at the sky. I held a brown paper bag, because I was planning on picking up more ping pong balls than my faded jeans could hold. Anticipation hung in the air like the cumulus clouds. My dad watched his watch, as time stood still. Then someone yelled, “I hear it!” Before we knew it, the loud plane flew over the field and disappeared, but there was one thing terribly wrong—no ping pong balls. Zero. Disappointed, people slowly got back into their cars and left.
Later that day, the radio DJ explained that when the airplane dropped the balls, some unforeseen winds blew them into a swamp. The event was a total failure because of a change in wind. The proverbial winds of change are all around us, but the Bible tells us not to be tossed to and fro. Let’s anchor to the Lord, avoid the swamps and safely land at our designated home…heaven.
https://m.facebook.com/comediantimlovelace
https://www.instagram.com/timlovelacecomedy
https://youtube.com/@TimLovelaceComedy
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