I went to a midnight service this past Christmas Eve to learn that the church had a tradition of a Chistmas joke. The preist started his sermon with this:
Three women were having coffee and bragging out their sons. One woman said " My boy is a preist. Whenever he walks into a room everyone calls him 'Father." Another woman said "My son is a bishop. Whenever he walks into a room, everyone says, 'Your grace'." The third woman just smiled sweetly when the others asked about her son. "My son is a 6 foot eight, hunky Chippendale's dancer. When he walks into a room everyone says "My Lord!"
Father Shane asked that we not tell the bishop about that joke or we'll get his Christmas greeting from Siberia next year. |