An elderly Pope arrived in New York City, not with a grand procession, but in a waiting limousine. As he approached, a mischievous spark appeared in his eyes. Waving to the driver, he asked, “Could I ask you a favor?” “Of course, Your Holiness!” the driver responded. “I never get to drive anymore,” the Pope said. “Would you mind letting me take the wheel?” Though reluctant, the driver agreed. Moments later, the Pope was behind the wheel, speeding through the streets at over 100 mph. It wasn’t long before a police car pulled them over. But when the officer saw who was driving, he stepped back in shock and called his sergeant. “I’ve pulled over a limo, but the driver is… someone really important.”
“More important than the mayor?” the sergeant asked.
“Much more.”
“The governor?”
“Still higher.”
“The President?”
“Even higher.”
“Then who is it?”
The officer paused. “I don’t know… but the Pope is driving for him.”
In another amusing story, a priest was pulled over for speeding. When the officer noticed the strong smell of alcohol and an empty wine bottle on the floor, he asked, “Father, have you been drinking?”
“Just water, officer,” the priest answered.
“Then why does it smell like wine?”
Looking down, the priest exclaimed, “Good Lord, He’s done it again!”
Both stories remind us that even the holiest among us can enjoy a little mischief, and that faith and humor often go hand in hand.
