This past Monday evening, I delivered a short presentation to a community group in a local church. Afterward, a man approached me saying he wanted to speak with me. The man handed me a card with the picture of a bearded guy with a light surrounding his head, and asked: “Have you found Jesus yet?”
Naturally, I replied: “I didn’t know he was missing. Are you organizing a search party?”
Later, I called the police to issue a missing persons report. My conversation with Officer Doobie went as follows.
Officer: “Doobie here. How can I help?”
Me: “I want to report a missing person.”
Doobie: “Who?”
Me: “Jesus.”
Doobie: (pauses) “Did you know that it is against the law to issue false reports to the police?”
Me: “It is my civic duty to help fellow citizens when they are in trouble. I have it on good authority that this Jesus person is missing and I can provide a description. Are you saying that the police is not prepared to find Jesus?”
Doobie: “(reluctantly) No. Give me the details and I will prepare a report and broadcast it to all officers to be on the lookout for this guy Jesus”.
The next day, I met a lady and asked her to help the police and other concerned citizens to find Jesus.
Lady: “Stop the search. He is in my heart. I speak with him every day and twice on Sundays”.
Relieved, I called Doobie with a “good news” message.
Me: “Call off the search for Jesus. He has been living in the bossom of a nice lady in my neighbourhood”.
Doobie: “Whew. That’s a relief. My boss called me into his office after the report to ask me what I was smoking. He had been getting many calls from members of the public claiming to have found Jesus long ago. My boss asked me to cancel the search before someone had me committed”.
Me. “Does that mean the case is closed?”
Doobie: “Yes Batman, case closed.”
Disclaimer: While it's true that the search for Jesus continues without the help of police services, the above story is kinda true (with a teenie bit of embellished) and shows what can happen when you have encounters with a doobie.