There are a few reoccurring pastor’s jokes that are used in pulpits. They describe a story of someone wanting to sleep in on Sunday morning. The wife turns over and says something like, “But you’re the pastor! Get up and get to work!” I find these canned preacher jokes pretty…well, stupid. If you’ve ever heard one during, you can’t resist rolling your eyes. And rightly so.

Anyway, what do you do when that really happens?

That’s what happened to a congregation during a Christmas morning service, of all times! They were sitting waiting for church to start. And waiting. And waiting.

Finally, some lay-leaders in the church got up and saved the day. They read the story of the birth of Jesus in the Gospel of Luke. The organ lady also picked up the slack and finished it out with some hymns. Hallelujah!

Eventually the pastor showed up after service in the Fellowship Hall. He was just in time for coffee and cookies.

So what happened to him?

He overslept. My suspicion is that he had a little too much to drink the night before. This was Sweden after all. Sorry, but I happen to know quite a bit about Swedes.

Yumpin Yiminy!