Stressed Out

While in seminary, I taught the Old Testament to prisoners. One evening as I waited for a guard to appear and check me in, I noticed the fellow ahead of me fidgeting and constantly checking his watch. Take a chill pill, I thought.

Finally the guard came. The man scribbled his name in the visitors’ book and rushed inside. "What does that guy teach?" I asked the guard.

"Serenity Through Meditation."