A Pastor went to his church office on Monday morning and discovered a dead
mule in the church yard. He called the police. Since there did not appear to
be any foul play, the police referred the pastor to the health
department.
The health department said since there was no
health threat that he should call the sanitation department. The manager of
the sanitation department said he could not pick up the mule without
authorization from the mayor.
Now the pastor knew the mayor and
was not to eager to call him. The mayor had a bad temper and was generally
hard to deal with, but the pastor called him anyway.
The mayor did not
disappoint the pastor. Immediately began to rant & rave at the pastor and
finally said, "Why did you call me any way? Isn't it your job to bury the
dead?"
The pastor paused for a brief prayer and asked the Lord to
direct his response. He was led to say, "Yes, Mayor, it is my job to bury the
dead, but I always like to notify the next of kin first!"
[Mother Shiptons Prophecy] [Poetry]
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