The country preacher went to visit Bob, a local farmer, who had missed a month of Sundays. He expressed to Bob his concern about not attending church and how his soul was in danger of falling from grace.
Now Bob, besides being a good farmer, had a reputation for making the finest peach brandy in the county. People were known to come from far and wide to partake of his untaxed libations. Thinking to outfox the preacher and end his tirade, he said, “I’ll come to church this Sunday if you’ll drink a pint of my brandy and then tell the church congregation. 
The preacher smiled and said, “It’s a deal, hand me that jar.” He sipped slowly at first but soon drank all the brandy and then exclaimed, “I expect to see you at church.”
Bob replied, “I wouldn’t miss it for anything!”
Come Sunday morning everyone was surprised to see Bob at church. When asked, he explained, “The preacher visited me and now I’m anxious to hear what else he has to say this fine morning.” Members of the church were pleased to hear how Bob was “coming around” and commented to each other about what a fine preacher they had. 
Services soon began and the preacher looked out over his congregation, spied Bob and gave him a broad smile as he said. “Good morning Bob. It is so good to see you here. I just want to thank you publicly for your hospitality and especially for the peaches you gave me and the spirit in which they were given.”
For years people talked about how moved Bob was in church that day, how he laughed until tears were in his eyes, and how he and the preacher became such good friends, as evident by all the visits the preacher made to Bob’s farm.
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