Moses and Jesus were in a threesome playing golf one day. Moses pulled up
to the tee, took out his driver, and drove a long one. The ball landed in
the fairway, but bounced directly toward a water hazard.
Quickly Moses raised his club, the water parted and the ball rolled to the
other side, safe and sound.
Next, Jesus strolled up to the tee with a 3 iron and hit a beauty, straight
as an arrow, directly toward the same water hazard. It landed right in the
center of the pond on a lily pad. Jesus casually walked out on the pond
and chipped the ball onto the green.
The third guy got up with a sand wedge and sort of randomly whacked the
ball. It headed out over the fence and into oncoming traffic on a nearby
street. It bounced off a truck and hit a nearby tree.
From there, it bounced onto the roof of a nearby shack, rolled into the
gutter, down the drainspout, out onto the fairway and straight toward the
aforementioned pond. On the way to the pond, the ball hit a little stone
and bounced out over the water and came to rest on the same lily pad that
Jesus's ball had landed on.
Suddenly a very large bullfrog jumped up on the lily pad and snatched the
ball into his mouth. At that moment, an eagle swooped down, grabbed the
frog and flew away. As they passed over the green, the talons of the eagle
squeezed the frog and it dropped the ball, which bounced right into the cup
for a hole in one.
Moses turned to Jesus and said, "I hate playing with your Dad."
