Ok – so it’s a day late.
A parishioner was in front of me, coming out of church on Easter Sunday and the pastor was standing at the door, as he always is, to shake hands.
He grabbed the parishioner by the hand and pulled him aside.
The pastor said to him, “You need to join the Army of the Lord!”
The parishioner replied, “I’m already in the Army of the Lord, pastor.”
The pastor questioned, “How come I don’t see you, except for Christmas and Easter?”
The parishioner whispered back, “I’m in the secret service.”