A pastor was an avid golfer, and couldn't wait for winter to end. Checking the weather report, he saw that it would be a beautiful spring morning on Sunday, and perfect for golf. The weather would likely turn awful for about the six weeks afterward.

The problem was that he was committed to hosting the Women's Auxiliary Tea Party after church, and probably wouldn't make it to the course on time for 9 holes, let alone 18.

So, on Sunday morning, he called his assistant, and asked if he could cover for him, as he was feeling ill. He then dressed in plain clothes, and drove 100 miles to a golf course in a different town, just in case someone recognized him.

Saint Peter is watching this, and calls God over. "Look at this fellow," he said. "He has lied to his congregation and shirked his duties just to play golf."

God smiles, makes a gesture, and the pastor sinks a Hole-in-One.

"Why did you do THAT?" asks Peter. "He's been playing golf for 40 years and has never even come CLOSE to getting a Hole-in-One."

"I know," replies God. "And now that he has made one, who can he tell about it?"