A
leading local politician and member of the congregation was chosen to make
the presentation and to give a little speech at the dinner.
However, he was delayed, so the Priest decided to say his own few words
while they waited:
“I got my first impression of the
parish from the first confession I heard here. I thought I had been
assigned to a terrible place. The very first person who entered my
confessional told me he had stolen a television set and, when questioned
by the police, was able to lie his way out of it.
He had stolen money from his
parents; embezzled from his employer; had an affair with his
boss’s wife; had sex with his boss’s 17 year old daughter on
numerous occasions, taken illegal drugs; had several homosexual
affairs; was arrested several times for public nudity and gave VD to
his sister. I was appalled that one person could do so many awful
things. But as the days went on, I learned that my people were not
all like that and I had, indeed, come to a fine parish full of good and
loving people.”
Just as the Priest finished his
talk, the politician arrived full of apologies at being late. He
immediately began to make the presentation and gave his
talk:
“I’ll never forget the first day
our parish Priest arrived,” said the politician. “In fact, I had the
honour of being the first person to go to him for
confession.”
Moral: Never, Never, Never Be
Late
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