A couple had two little boys, ages 7 and 9, who were excessively mischievous. They were always getting into trouble. So much so that their parents knew that if any mischief occurred in town, their sons were probably involved.
The boys’ mother heard that a priest in town had been successful in disciplining children, so she went and asked him if he would speak to her boys.
The clergyman agreed, but asked to see them individually.
So the mother sent her 7-year-old first, in the morning, with the older boy to see the clergyman in the afternoon.
The clergyman, a huge man with a booming voice, sat the younger boy down. “Where is God?”
They boy’s mouth dropped open, but he made no response.
The clergyman repeated the question in a louder, sterner tone, “Where is God?”
Again the boy didn’t answer.
So the clergyman shook his finger in the boy’s face and bellowed, “WHERE IS GOD?”
The boy screamed and bolted from the room, ran home and dove into his closet, slamming the door behind him.
When his older brother found him, he asked, “What happened?”
The younger brother, gasping for breath, sputtered, “We are in BIG trouble. God is missing – and they think WE did it!”
Yes, it’s a classic joke!