The Lottery
There was this Jew who prayed daily to win the lottery. "G-d," he'd
say, "please let me win the lottery. Please Please let me win the
lottery."
About ten years of this passed, and our Jew, still praying every day,
was getting a mite exasperated.
Finally he said, "G-d, why haven't I won the lottery? I've prayed
every day for ten years and I haven't won the lottery."
"Irving," a voice boomed, "at least meet me half way and purchase a
lottery ticket."