Moses, Jesus, and an older, bearded man were out
playing golf one day. Moses pulled up to the tee
and drove a long one. It landed in the fairway
but rolled directly toward a water hazard.

Quickly, Moses raised his club, the water parted
and it rolled to the other side, safe and sound.

Next, Jesus strolled up to the tee and hit a nice
long one, directly toward the same water hazard.
It landed directly in the center of the pond and
kind of hovered over the water.

Jesus casually walked out on the pond and chipped
it up onto the green.

The third guy got up 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 and
rolled down into the gutter, down the down spout,
out onto the fairway, and right toward the afore-
mentioned pond. On the way to the pond, it hit a
little stone and bounced out over the water and
onto a lily pad, where it rested quietly.
Suddenly, a very large bullfrog jumped up on the
lily pad and snatched the ball into his mouth.
Just then, an eagle swooped down and grabbed the
frog and flew away. As they passed over the green,
the frog squealed with fright and dropped the ball,
which bounced right into the hole for a beautiful
hole-in-one.

Moses then turned to Jesus and said, "I hate
playing with your Dad."