A Conservative, in a wheelchair, entered a restaurant one afternoon and asked the waitress for a cup of coffee. The Conservative looked across the restaurant and asked, “Is that Jesus Christ sitting over there?”
The waitress nodded “yes,” so the Conservative requested that she give Jesus a cup of coffee, on him. “Without God, I would have nothing” he said.
The next patron to come in was a Libertarian, with a hunched back. She shuffled over to a booth, painfully sat down, and asked the waitress for a cup of hot tea. She also glanced across the restaurant and asked, “Is that Jesus, over there?”
The waitress nodded, so the Libertarian asked her to give Jesus a cup of hot tea, “Since He blessed this free country, its my treat.”
The third person to come into the restaurant was a Socialist on crutches. He hobbled over to a booth, sat down, and hollered, “How’s about getting me a cold glass of milk?” He too looked across the restaurant and asked, “Isn’t that God’s Boy over there?”
The waitress nodded, so the Socialist asked, “In honor of Jesus being here, is my milk free?”
Then Jesus got up to leave, He passed by the Conservative, touched him, and said, “For your kindness, you are healed.” The Conservative felt the strength come back into his legs, got up, and gracefully danced out the door singing ‘God bless America’.
Jesus passed by the Libertarian, touched her, and said, “For your kindness, you are healed.” The Libertarian felt her back straightening up, and she raised his hands and did a series of back flips out the door shouting, “My burden has been lifted. I am independent”.
Then, Jesus walked towards the Socialist, just smiling.
The Socialist instantly jumped up and yelled, “Don’t touch me … I’m on disability.”