The church in a small town has just built a new bell tower onto their cathedral. They post a 'help wanted' ad around town, looking for somebody to ring the bell on the hour, and to call people in on Sundays. A few weeks go by, and no luck. All the applicants are too weak to ring the exceptionally large bell.
One evening, Father Greg hears a knock on his door. He opens it to find a man with no arms standing there. The man says, "Father, I'd like to be your bell ringer."
"But my son, you've got no arms! How could you possibly ring a bell?"
The young man says "Let me show you."
So Father and the young man climb up to the bell tower. The young man backs up into a corner, takes a running start, and smashes his upper body into the bell.
BOOOOONG! The most beautiful sound you've ever heard resonates from the bell. Father Greg is shocked! He immediately gives the job to the young man.
In the next few weeks, every time the bell rings, the townspeople look up and exclaim how beautiful the sound is. Church attendance doubles.
One Sunday, the worst storm of the year rolls in. The young man is ringing the bell as usual, calling in the masses to pray. But the floor becomes wet from the rain. He stands back, runs towards the bell, and slips, and flying out the window. Dashed upon the street, the young man is dead. Father Greg comes runnning out, and kneels next to the body. One of the townspeople asks "Father Greg, who is this man?"
Father Greg turns and says "I don't know, but his face sure rings a bell."
