Moses and Jesus were in a threesome playing golf one day.
Moses
pulls up to the tee and drives a long one. The ball lands on the
fairway, but rolls directly toward the water hazard. Quickly, Moses
raises his club, the water parts, and the ball rolls to the other side,
safe and sound.

Next, Jesus strolls up to the tee and hits a nice long one directly
toward the same water hazard. It lands right in the center of the
pond and kind of hovers over the water. Jesus casually walks out
onto the
pond and chips the ball onto the green.

The third guy gets up and sort of randomly whacks the ball. It
heads out over the fence, into oncoming traffic on a nearby street.
It
bounces off a truck and hits a nearby tree. From there it bounces
onto
the roof of a shack close by and rolls down the gutter, down the
drain
spout, out onto the fairway and straight toward the aforementioned
pond.
On the way to the pond, the ball hits a little stone and bounces out
over
the water onto a lilypad, where it rests quietly. Suddenly a very
large
bullfrog jumps on the lilypad and snatches the ball into his mouth.
Just
then, an eagle swoops down and grabs the frog and flies away. As
they
pass over the green, the frog squeals with fright and drops the ball,
which bounces right into the cup for a hole in one.

Moses turns to Jesus and says, “I hate playing with your Dad.”