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After a church service on Sunday morning, a young boy suddenly announced to his mother, “Mom, I’ve decided to become a priest when I grow up.”
“That’s OK with us,” she said, “but what made you decide that?” “Well,” said the little boy, “I have to go to church on Sunday anyway, and I figure it will be more fun to stand up and yell than to sit down and listen.”
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A true story from an Irish Sunday School Teacher I asked them, “If I sold my house and my car, had a big garage sale and gave all my money to the church, would that get me into heaven?” “NO!” the children answered. “If I cleaned the church every day, manicured the garden, and kept everything tidy, would that get me into heaven?” Again, the answer was “NO!” “If I gave sweets to all the children, and loved my husband, would that get me into heaven?” Again, they all answered “NO!” I was just bursting with pride for them. I continued, “Then how can I get into heaven?” A little boy shouted out: “YUV GOTTA BE FOOKN ‘ DEAD!” It’s a curious race, the Irish.
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