11-03-2003, 09:45 PM
A priest and a Rabbi are old friends who go fishing every Tuesday together. One fine Tuesday, Rabbi Herschel asks Father Connor what his ambitions are.
"Well," says the priest, "I think if I do well I could be a bishop, and boy, would that ever be a wonderful challenge to rise to in the Lord's service."
"That's nice," says the Rabbi, "but could you go further?"
"I suppose," Father Connor replies, "that if I were a good bishop, and I got a few breaks, I could become archbishop. There's a different kind of challenge, looking after so many of God's children."
"Aye, a hard job indeed," says Herschel, "but is that as far as you think you could go?"
"Herschel, you know me," replies Connor, "I am not politically inclined, but I suppose that if I put my heart into it and got the Lord's blessing, I could become a Cardinal. My, my, the responsibility! Electing the next Pope, agreeing on Church doctrine with all of the change in the world. That'd be a real challenge."
"Great demands are put on great men, my old friend," says Rabbi Herschel, "But do you think you could go any further than that?"
"What? Me, the Pope? Well, I doubt I'd be elected, were I to be Cardinal, but yes, if some angel dropped some luck on me, I suppose I could be the Pope: though I doubt it would ever occur, ya see, I am not Eye Talian."
"Be that as it may, Connor, that nice Polish priest made it. Who knows, maybe you could too!"
"Herschel, come on, we are chasing moonbeams here. Let's get back to fishing."
They fish for a bit, and the Rabbi asks:
"Father Connor, if you were the Pope, is that really as far as you could go?"
"As far as a priest can go? Rabbi Herschel, old friend, why, the next step is to be Jesus Christ himself!"
Rabbi Herschel grins and says: "One of our boys made it!"
"Well," says the priest, "I think if I do well I could be a bishop, and boy, would that ever be a wonderful challenge to rise to in the Lord's service."
"That's nice," says the Rabbi, "but could you go further?"
"I suppose," Father Connor replies, "that if I were a good bishop, and I got a few breaks, I could become archbishop. There's a different kind of challenge, looking after so many of God's children."
"Aye, a hard job indeed," says Herschel, "but is that as far as you think you could go?"
"Herschel, you know me," replies Connor, "I am not politically inclined, but I suppose that if I put my heart into it and got the Lord's blessing, I could become a Cardinal. My, my, the responsibility! Electing the next Pope, agreeing on Church doctrine with all of the change in the world. That'd be a real challenge."
"Great demands are put on great men, my old friend," says Rabbi Herschel, "But do you think you could go any further than that?"
"What? Me, the Pope? Well, I doubt I'd be elected, were I to be Cardinal, but yes, if some angel dropped some luck on me, I suppose I could be the Pope: though I doubt it would ever occur, ya see, I am not Eye Talian."
"Be that as it may, Connor, that nice Polish priest made it. Who knows, maybe you could too!"
"Herschel, come on, we are chasing moonbeams here. Let's get back to fishing."
They fish for a bit, and the Rabbi asks:
"Father Connor, if you were the Pope, is that really as far as you could go?"
"As far as a priest can go? Rabbi Herschel, old friend, why, the next step is to be Jesus Christ himself!"
Rabbi Herschel grins and says: "One of our boys made it!"
Cry 'Havoc' and let slip the Men 'O War!
In War, the outcome is never final. --Carl von Clausewitz--
Igitur qui desiderat pacem, praeparet bellum
John 11:35 - consider why.
In Memory of Pete
In War, the outcome is never final. --Carl von Clausewitz--
Igitur qui desiderat pacem, praeparet bellum
John 11:35 - consider why.
In Memory of Pete