The Lightness of Being
It is hard to do good religious humor but Anne Herbert hit it pretty close with this one no matter what your affiliation.
The Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit walk into a bar. The Father said, “X” in a grown-god kind of way. The Son said, “Y,” like someone who has been there. The Holy Spirit said nothing. But the air beneath the air moved like a breath, like a tap of wings close up. There was a lightening such as is brought about by spirits sometimes and sometimes by laughter. A lightening like a pause in the gardener’s work when the garden talks back with silence. We walked out of the bar closer to being who we are.
