Fr. Gregory loved to golf, but for weeks it had been either too cold, too wet, or too windy to play. Then one Sunday morning he woke up to perfect golfing weather, and the temptation was just too great. He called up his deacon and said, “You’ll have to cover for me today. I’ve been called out of town on urgent business.”
Fr. Greg packed up his clubs and drove to a golf course in another town. But St. Peter happened to be watching, and as the priest stepped up to the first tee, St. Peter said to God, “Isn’t that Fr. Gregory playing golf on a Sunday morning?”
“Don’t worry,” said God. “I’ll take care of him.”
Fr. Greg hit a perfect drive. It soared about 250 yards, bounced twice, hit the green, and rolled right into the cup.
Fr. Greg was ecstatic! He teed up for the second hole, where he once again made a hole in one.
St. Peter turned to God and said, “I thought you said you’d take care of him.”
“I did,” said God. “Who’s he going to tell?”
From The Babylon Bee.
Regular VBS Volunteers Enjoy Most Peaceful Summer in Years
U.S.—Regular VBS volunteers across the country are enjoying their most peaceful summer in years, sources confirmed Friday.
The people who usually volunteer at their church’s VBS for some reason thanked the Lord for even a single year of respite. Not having to make fifty gallons of punch a day, prepare hundreds of little cups of Goldfish crackers, and make their fingers bleed by helping kids glue together macaroni Jesuses for a week, they instead are spending their time resting, relaxing, and thanking God for His grace.
“While the pandemic is definitely bad, the silver lining is we don’t have to endure a week of mind-searing insanity,” said Sarah Pateo of Albuquerque. “I am well-rested. I haven’t had a mental breakdown while trying to create a pipe-cleaner Jonah. And I don’t have those infernal songs stuck inside my head.”
“So I’m NOT saying that the pandemic is good — but I am saying God works in mysterious ways,” she concluded as she relaxed with a book and an ice-cold lemonade that may or may not have had vodka in it.
At publishing time, the nation’s regular VBS volunteers had admitted that “it’s kinda crazy, but I actually do miss it a little bit.”