‘Wherever Christ went’, said a bishop once, ‘they threw rocks. Wherever I go, they serve tea’.
Wherever Christ preached, the eyes of murderers, harlots, and con men streamed with tears. ‘Wherever I preach’, says a vicar, ‘bankers and stock brokers yawn’.
‘Ha!’ says an Orthodox priest. ‘I’ve solved that problem. I don’t preach!’
- from a sermon Fr. Alexander Tefft