A Baptist Dog!
You have probably heard this before but I get tickled every time I read it ...
A disturbed lady asked her pastor if he thought it would be all right to have a funeral service for her dog. Since the dog was “like a member of the family,” the preacher agreed “it would be appropriate.” The tearful parishioner continued, “Pastor, who do I get to have the funeral?” Not exactly thrilled at the prospect of rendering such a ministry, the pastor replied, “I have a demanding schedule tomorrow. Why not try Brother Smith down the road?” Rejoining, she said, “Very well, Pastor, but tell me, please, how much I should pay the minister for his services—two-hundred or three-hundred dollars?” The eyes of the pastor matched his face. Putting his arm around the bereaved woman, he said, “My dear, why didn’t you tell me your dog was a Baptist?”
Jones, G. C. (1986). 1000 illustrations for preaching and teaching (246–247). Nashville, TN: Broadman Press.
A disturbed lady asked her pastor if he thought it would be all right to have a funeral service for her dog. Since the dog was “like a member of the family,” the preacher agreed “it would be appropriate.” The tearful parishioner continued, “Pastor, who do I get to have the funeral?” Not exactly thrilled at the prospect of rendering such a ministry, the pastor replied, “I have a demanding schedule tomorrow. Why not try Brother Smith down the road?” Rejoining, she said, “Very well, Pastor, but tell me, please, how much I should pay the minister for his services—two-hundred or three-hundred dollars?” The eyes of the pastor matched his face. Putting his arm around the bereaved woman, he said, “My dear, why didn’t you tell me your dog was a Baptist?”
Jones, G. C. (1986). 1000 illustrations for preaching and teaching (246–247). Nashville, TN: Broadman Press.
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