Paddy was walking past a river one Sunday when he noticed a huge crowd gathered around a preacher performing baptisms.
Curious, he wandered over to watch.
The preacher spotted him and smiled.
“Son, are you ready to find Jesus today?”
Paddy nodded enthusiastically.
“I certainly am, Father!”
The preacher gently lowered Paddy into the water…
Held him there for a moment…
Then pulled him back up.
“Well… did you find Jesus?”
Paddy blinked the water out of his eyes.
“No, Father… not yet.”
The preacher frowned.
“Let’s try that again.”
This time he pushed Paddy under for even longer.
When Paddy surfaced, coughing and sputtering, the preacher asked,
“How about now? Did you find Jesus?”
Paddy wiped his face.
“No, Father.”
The preacher was determined.
He took a deep breath…
Dunked Paddy under one last time…
And held him there so long that everyone on the riverbank started looking nervous.
Finally, he hauled Paddy back up.
Gasping for air, Paddy clung to the preacher’s sleeve.
The preacher smiled triumphantly.
“Now then… have you found Jesus?”
Paddy caught his breath, looked around the river, and said,
“Father… are you absolutely sure this is where He went missing?” 😂
