It was a beautiful day, (it always is where this took place), and Jesus and
Moses decided to have a round of golf.
There they were on the first tee when a little and very old man came up to them
and asked if he could join them.
Well Moses wasn't too keen at first but Jesus persuaded him otherwise and he
gave his ball a massive smack. Off it sailed into the distance but as it came
down it struck a bush and bounced off into a deep pool sinking down to the
bottom. Undaunted Moses went up to the pool and held up his staff whereupon
the waters parted immediately. Up he went to the ball, gave it another smack
and it bounced up over the bank and into the hole for two.
Now it was Jesus turn. He gave his ball a tremendous thwack and off it sailed
until it hit a tree. Down it dropped straight onto the pool, I say onto
because it didn't sink but bounced up and down a few times then lay motionless
on the surface. Jesus strode across the water, hit the ball again and of it
went into the hole also for two.
The little old man ambled over to the tee, carefully placed his ball and hit it
as hard as he could. Off it went straight at the bush and bounced off, then
onto to the tree bouncing off into the water. But still it didn't stop, for it
bounced across the pool, up the bank and into the hole for one.
'There, that's what I mean,' said Moses. 'That's why I don't like playing with
your Dad!'
