The Assistant Pastor


In France, the young assistant pastors do not live in the main

rectory. That is reserved for the Pastor and his housekeeper. One day

the pastor invited his new young assistant pastor to have dinner at

the rectory. While being served, the young pastor noticed how shapely

and lovely the housekeeper was and down deep in his heart he wondered

if there was more between the pastor and the housekeeper.


After the meal was over, the middle-aged pastor assured the young

priest that everything was purely professional...that she was the

housekeeper and cook and that was that. About a week later the

housekeeper came to the pastor and said, "Father, ever since the new

assistant came for dinner I have not been able to find the beautiful

silver gravy ladle. You don't suppose he took it, do you?" The Pastor

said, "Well, I doubt it but I'll write him a letter." So he sat down

and wrote, "Dear Father, I'm not saying you did take the gravy ladle

and I'm not saying you did not take the gravy ladle. But the fact

remains that it has been missing since you were here for dinner."


The young assistant received the letter and he answered it as follows:

"Dear Father Pastor, I'm not saying that you do sleep with the

housekeeper and I'm not saying that you do not sleep with the

housekeeper. But I do know for sure that if you slept in your own bed

you would find the gravy ladle."

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