A recently married minister went to his congregation, informed them of his wife’s pregnancy and asked for a raise that would allow him a reasonable salary. After deliberation it was agreed that the increase in family size warranted the raise.
After six births in six years the congregants called a meeting to complain the cost was becoming burdensome. Things got contentious.
Finally, the minister stood at the altar and said, a little angrily, “Having children is an act of God!”
“Snow and rain are acts of God, too,” a man at the back of the room said, “but most of us wear rubbers.”
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