One day he had heard enough. He called the head elder and complained that he was sick. He told him to have the Junior Pastor handle the service this Sunday morning. He felt a little guilty, but he was determined to go through with it.
He drove 50 miles to a golf course in another county so he wouldn't be spotted by anyone in his congregation and headed out to the first hole.
Meanwhile, up in Heaven, an angel spotted what Pastor Jones was up to. He went over to The LORD and said, "Sir, I think you need to see this."
"Well, well," The LORD said, "So Pastor Jones snuck out of his Sunday Service to play golf, eh?"
"Yes, sir," the angel replied, "and he lied to the Head Elder saying that he was sick."
"Hmmm." The LORD replied. "I guess we'll have to come up with a special punishment for this little infraction. You continue watching, I'll handle this."
Back on the golf course Pastor Jones had played two holes reasonably well. As he swung his driver on the third hole The LORD sprung into action. The ball sailed high and straight, came down on the green, bounced twice, and dropped into the cup. Pastor Jones was ecstatic, jumping up and down and shaking his fists in the air.
The angel was visibly upset. "Sir, I don't mean to question your judgement, but is that what you call a punishment?"
The LORD just grinned and asked, "Who's he gonna tell?"
Shalom.