A bishop was coming to stay at a rector’s house for the night. The rector’s eight year old son who was excited about the important guest, asked his father if he could take the bishop his tea in the morning. The rector agreed but told his son that he must knock on the door and say, “It’s the boy, my lord. It is time to get up.”
On his way upstairs the nervous boy was clutching the cup and saucer and practising his words. He knocked on the door and the bishop asked, “Who is it?”
The boy replied at the top of his voice, “It’s the Lord, my boy. Your time is up!”