Two brothers, about 8 and 10 years old, were
exceedingly mischievous. Whatever went wrong in the
neighborhood, it usually turned out they had a hand in
it. Their parents were at their wits' end trying to
control them, so hearing about a priest nearby who
worked with delinquent boys, the mother suggested to
the father that they ask the priest to talk with the
boys. The father replied, "Sure, do that before I kill
The mother went to the priest and made her request. He
agreed, but said he wanted to see the younger boy
first and alone. So the mother sent him to the priest.
The priest sat the boy down across a huge, impressive
desk he sat behind. For about five minutes they just
sat and stared at each other. Finally, the priest
pointed his forefinger at the boy and asked, "Where is
The boy looked under the desk, in the corners of the
room, all around, but said nothing.
Again, louder, the priest pointed at the boy and
asked, "Where is God?" Again the boy looked all around
but said nothing. A third time, in a louder, firmer
voice, the priest leaned far across the desk and put
his forefinger almost to the boy's nose, and asked,
"Where is God?"
The boy panicked and ran all the way home. Finding his
older brother, he dragged him upstairs to their room
and into the closet, where they usually plotted their
mischief. He finally said, "We are in BIIIIG trouble."
The older boy asked, "What do you mean, BIIIIG
trouble?" His brother replied, "God is missing and
they think we did it!"
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