A Baptist pastor was presenting a children’s sermon. During the sermon, he asked the children if they knew what the resurrection was.
Now, asking questions during children’s sermons is crucial, but at the same time, asking children questions in front of a congregation can also be very dangerous. Having asked the children if they knew the meaning of the resurrection, a little boy raised his hand…
The pastor called on him and the little boy said, “I’m not sure, but I know that if you have a resurrection that lasts more than four hours you are supposed to call the doctor.”
A priest had the weight of the world on his shoulders and was showing the effects. The church sent him to a psychiatrist, who ordered him to take a week off. So the priest left his religious paraphernalia behind him and went to a neighboring city. He got himself a nice room and went to the hotel bar to relax with a couple stiff drinks.
A waitress in a short skirt and low-cut uniform came over and asked, “What’ll it be, Father?”
The priest felt to see if he was still wearing his collar by mistake, but he had none on.
“How did you know I’m a priest?” he asked.
The waitress said, “I’m Sister Mary Margaret. We go to the same psychiatrist!”
This morning I was sitting on a bench next to a homeless man, I asked him how he ended up this way.
He said, “Up until Last week, I still had it all! All my meals were prepared for me, my room was cleaned, my clothes were washed, pressed, I had a roof over my head, I had TV, internet, I went to the gym, the pool, the library, I could still go to school.”
I asked him, “What happened? Drugs? Alcohol? Divorce?”
“No, nothing like that,” he said. “I got out of prison.”