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 that 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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