There was a preacher whose wife was expecting a baby so he went before the
congregation and asked for a raise. After much discussion, they passed a rule
that whenever the preacher's family expanded, so would his paycheck.
After 6 children, this started to get expensive and the congregation decided to
hold another meeting to discuss the preacher's salary. There was yelling and
bickering about how much the clergyman's additional children were costing the
church.
Finally, the Preacher got up and spoke to the crowd, "Children are a gift from
God," he said.
Silence fell on the congregation.
In the back pew, a little old lady stood up and in her frail voice said, "Rain
is also a gift from God, but when we get too much of it, we wear rubbers."
And the congregation said, "Amen."
<snickerin> Old people always speak their mind <:>