It wasn’t a grand procession or a cheering throng that greeted the elderly Pope upon his arrival in New York City. Instead, a limousine awaited. But as he approached the car, a mischievous glint in his eye, he waved to the driver and asked, “Could I ask you a favor?”

“Of course, Your Holiness!” the driver eagerly replied, already honored.

“I never get to drive anymore,” the Pope said with a playful grin. “Would you mind letting me take the wheel for a change?” The driver hesitated, unsure, but couldn’t refuse. He stepped aside, and the Pope slid into the driver’s seat.

Moments later, the Pope was speeding through New York’s streets, his white robe billowing as he zoomed past traffic at over 100 mph. Naturally, a police cruiser soon pulled them over, lights flashing. But when the officer saw who was behind the wheel, he froze. Staring in disbelief, he stepped out and immediately reached for his radio.

“Uh, I’ve pulled over a limo,” he said, his voice cracking with shock. “But the driver is… someone really important.”

The sergeant on the other end responded, “More important than the mayor?”

“Much more,” the officer said.

“The governor?” came the next question.

“Still higher.”

“The President?” the sergeant asked, puzzled.

“Even higher,” the officer replied. There was a brief pause. “I don’t know who he is… but the Pope is driving for him.”

In a similarly lighthearted twist, another amusing story came from a priest who was once pulled over for speeding. As the officer approached, a strong smell of alcohol wafted from the car, and the officer noticed an empty wine bottle on the floor.

“Father, have you been drinking?” the officer asked suspiciously.

“Just water, officer,” the priest replied, trying to sound calm.

“Then why do I smell wine?” the officer questioned, raising an eyebrow.

The priest looked down at the bottle and exclaimed with a dramatic sigh, “Good Lord, He’s done it again!”

Both of these stories remind us that even the holiest among us aren’t immune to a bit of mischief. It’s a reminder that faith and humor often go hand in hand, and that even in the most sacred of moments, a little laughter can be just as divine as a prayer.