Johnny and Jimmy were two very naughty boys. Their mother, no longer
knowing what to do with them, had recourse to the parish priest.
“Bring them to me
one at a time,” he said.
Mother brought Johnny.
Whilst the big parish priest peered down at the little rascal, he asked
in a solemn and grave tone of voice: “Where is God?”
Johnny dared no answer.
After a long silent pause, the priest repeated the question slowly and
powerfully. After a stunning silence, Johnny bolted for the door, ran
home with all speed and began to pack his bag at break-neck speed.
“Johnny,” cried out
his little brother, “what’s going on?”
“Quick Jimmy, pack
your bags!” cried out Johnny. “God is missing and Father thinks we took