In a very small town there were three pastors who were having problems with pigeons.
The three pastors would sometimes meet on Monday mornings to discuss how things were going at their churches.
On a particular Monday morning the three pastors decided that they would all three try to do something in order to get rid of the pigeons because of the huge messes that they would leave.
The Pastors met back the next week and gave their attempted solutions to their problems:
Pastor #1
I went out and yelled as loud as I could at the pigeons and waved my arms real frantically and still yet the pigeons would not leave.
Pastor #2
I went out and brought my shotgun with me. I shot up in the air and the pigeons flew away. I thought I had solved the problem, but when I stepped back in the church for awhile I came out to leave to go home and they were back.
Pastor #3
You know guys I thought about trying what you have tried already, but I really have solved the problem. (The other two pastors are on the edge of their seats in anticipation for the answer) All I did was give each and every one of those pigeons a name and then I enrolled them in Sunday school. And dear brothers I have not seen them since!
Pigeon Problem
