The Disappearing Pie

July 29, 2020 –

I heard the story of a pastor and one of his associate pastors who visited the home of an elderly member of the church. The lady, a member of the church for 20-years, was under the weather and was excited about the home visit.

After bringing the pastors up-to-date on her health and recent activities, she insisted they have a piece of home-made squash pie. The two pastors were not among the squash pie lovers, but, not wishing to offend their parishioner, they took the pie’s slice when offered. The pie had a strange odor, and the prospects of this pie-sampling were not what either pastor wanted.

The senior pastor wolfed the pie and secretly prayed to God, “If I get it down, Lord, please keep it down.” He looked to the other pastor, and his pie dish was empty. How did he swallow the pie so fast, the pastor thought? He couldn’t have eaten it and must have put it in the flowerpot beside him.

Before they left, they prayed with the lady and quickly departed. Once outside, the senior pastor asked what he had done with the pie, afraid he had placed it in the flowerpot, and the lady soon would notice it.

The second pastor said, “I couldn’t eat the pie, so I slipped it into my inside coat pocket. I figured it was cheaper to have the coat cleaned than go to the ER.”