No, this isn’t one of those offensive jokes (I’m Jewish by injection).. It’s the kind a rabbi might tell (and it gave me a giggle)…
A Jewish father was concerned about his son who was about a year away from his Bar Mitzvah, but was sorely lacking in his knowledge of the Jewish faith. To remedy this, he sent his son to Israel to experience his heritage firsthand.
A year later, the young man returned home, saying, “Father, thank you for sending me to the land of our Fathers,” the son said. “It was a wonderful and enlightening experience, however, I must confess that while in Israel, I onverted to Christianity.”
Oi vey,” replied the old man, “what have I done?”
So, in the tradition of the patriarchs, he went to his best friend and sought his advice and solace.
“It is amazing that you should come to me with this question,” said his friend. “I, too, sent my son to Israel, and he returned a Christian.”
So, in the traditions of the Patriarchs, they went to see the Rabbi. “It is amazing that you should come to me,” said the Rabbi. “I, too, sent my son to Israel and HE returned as a Christian. What is happening to our sons? Brothers, we must take this to the Lord,” said the Rabbi. So, they fell to their knees and began to wail and pour out their hearts to the Almighty.
As they prayed, the clouds above opened up and a mighty voice boomed out, “Amazing that you should come to me with this problem. I, too, sent My Son to Israel………….
