#7. Reminds me of a story about a fellow named Seymour who had fallen on hard times. Every day he would pray to God that he's win the lottery. Day after day, he'd plead with the Lord that his number would come up. After six solid weeks of daily prayers, the heavens opened up and a voice boomed from the sky, "Seymour, this is the Lord. Meet me halfway ...
buy a ticket!"