this one’s for my Dad…

(my mom and dad, earlier this summer at the beach…)

Really, its for all of the other men in our extended family who have been previously or are currently full-time vocational pastors.  Okay- in my family?  That’s a lot.  What do I mean by a lot? From the Young side of the family and the Brubacher side, there’s my grandpa, my dad, four uncles and now four cousins.

I was a P.K. (Pastor’s Kid) growing up – and so were a lot of my cousins…

(Light bulb appears over  your head) Ahhhhh… Now you understand, don’t you?

I felt the need to explain why I’m about to tell you a joke on my blog.  And this is why:  at any time in my life as a child, it could have happened that I might have been one of these children in this anecdote.  And I say “might” and “could” because the scenario seems vaguely familiar, not because it actually took place.

At any rate – this one’s for some of my favorite pastors…

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There were three children playing at the park together.  One of the children said to the other two, “My dad is the best because he is a business man and he owns a factory!”  The other two children disagreed.  The second child said, “No way!  My dad is way better because he is a farmer and owns lots of land!”  The other two children disagreed again.

The third child piped up and said, “My dad is the best dad because he is a Pastor and he owns hell!”  And the other two children said, “No way!”  and “That’s not true!”

And the third child said, “Yes-huh!  My mom said just the other day that a couple people from church came to his office and gave it to him…”

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The P.K. in me could not resist!  Have a happy Monday!