A flood warning is given, but the local priest decides to stay...

The water level starts rising, but he has faith that God will save him. As the water is up to his knees, an old man in a rowboat sails up to him.

"Hey," he says. "Need a lift?"

The priest shakes his head. "No thank you, I have faith that the lord will save me. Use your boat to find those more in need."

The rowboat heads off, and soon the water is up to the priest's chest. A rescue boat loaded with supplies comes racing up to him.

"Grab my hand!" the captain yells. "We gotta get out of here!"

"No!" The priest yells. "There are others who need help. I assure you, the lord will save me!"

Reluctantly, the rescue boat rides off.

As the water continues to rise, the priest is forced to the roof of his house. A helicopter flies over to him and lowers a winch.

"Hold on!" Shouts the winchman as he holds out his hand.

But the priest again shakes his head. "No! The lord will save me! Go save someone else!"

Frustrated, the helicopter flies away.

Sadly, the water becomes too much for the priest to deal with and he goes under.

He finds himself in heaven, absolutely stunned. After going through the pearly gates, he walks straight up to God himself.

"Lord," the priest says, "I spent my life devoted to you. I truly believed that you would protect me through the hardest times in my life. Yet when I needed you most, when my life was at stake, you weren't there for me!"

"What are you talking about?" God replies. "I sent two boats and a fucking helicopter!!"