Jesus and Moses were out playing golf on one beautiful Sunday afternoon. Both were doing pretty well, but were lamenting the water hazard that was coming up, as it was a particularly hard hole to hit par on.

Moses went first on this difficult hole. He set his ball, swung, and sent his little golf ball right into the center of the water hazard. Sighing, trying to ignore Jesus's jokes and ribs, he walked over to the water hazard. He stuck the end of his club into the water, mumbled something to the heavans, and miraculously, the water's parted! He walked down the now dry water hole, picked up his golf ball, and sat it at the water's edge, waiting to see if Jesus faired any better.

Jesus didn't do much better, however, hitting his ball into the water hazard as well. Moses had a little more respect than Jesus did for his fellow players, and said nothing. Jesus walked up to the water hole, walked across the water, and picked up his ball that was floating on the surface.

Finally, the old man that had been following them set his golf ball and swung. His ball was heading for the water hazard as well, and Jesus and Moses both snickered. But just as it seemed the water was going to be the golf ball's final destination, a freak wind picked up and the ball hit a tree and rolled to the edge of the water. A frog that had been sitting on a lilly pad hopped over, and picked up the ball in his mouth. Then an eagle who had been watching the frog for quite some time, thinking Lunch, swooped down and picked up the frog and the golf ball. Momentarily startled, the frog hung onto the ball, but in it's death throes, dropped the ball a mere 5 feet from the flag. A chipmunk darted out from a nearby hole, ran to the ball, and mistaking it for a particularly large black walnut, pushed the golf ball right into the cup, making for a hole in one.

Moses then turned to Jesus and said, "I hate it when your dad plays golf with us."

LOL, good one.