Just out of the seminary, Father McLaughlin was assigned to a parish in Chicago. Three weeks after he arrived, Father McLaughlin walked into the church and stopped dead in his tracks. Kneeling at the altar, praying, was Jesus Christ.

The young priest rushed into his superior's office. "Father Murphy," he exclaimed. "Come quick! Our Savior is in our church!"
The two clerics rushed back into the church and sure enough, there was Christ praying at the Altar. "What should we do?" whispered young Father McLaughlin.
"Look busy!" answered the older priest.