A pastor who loves to golf has three golfing buddies who don't go to church constantly telling him how good the golf is on Sunday mornings. "The course is almost deserted" they tell him "and, the weather is always nice". Finally, the pastor gives in and on Saturday evening calls the Associate Pastor and in a hoarse voice says "I'm really sick, can you preach tomorrow?" The Associate says "Certainly Pastor, take it easy and get well". The next morning the Pastor is on the links with his friends, bright and early. He steps up to the first tee, a par 4 450-yard straight fairway. He hits the ball with a monster shot, which then hits a cart path taking a monster bounce, then hits an irrigation pipe bouncing once again right up onto the green and into the hole. Meanwhile, in heaven, Saint Peter looks at God and says "I don't understand". To which God grins slightly and asks "Who is he going to tell?"