A pastor, who could politely be described as “humor impaired,” attended a conference designed to encourage and better equip pastors for ministry.

Among the speakers was a well-known, dynamic preacher.

He boldly stepped up to the pulpit, grabbed the crowd’s attention, and said, “The best years of my life were spent in the arms of a woman who wasn’t my wife!”

The crowd gasped.

Then he continued, “And that woman was my mother!”

The crowd burst into laughter, and the rest of his talk went over beautifully.

The following Sunday, the humor-impaired pastor decided to try the same joke in his own sermon.

As he approached the pulpit, he tried to rehearse it in his head—but it suddenly felt a bit foggy.

He leaned into the microphone and said loudly, “The greatest years of my life were spent in the arms of another woman who was not my wife!”

The congregation sucked the air out of the room.

After standing in stunned silence for nearly ten seconds, desperately trying to remember the punchline, the pastor finally blurted out,

“…and I can’t remember who she was!”