If you fall in love with a minister, he’ll probably ask you to marry him.
If he asks you to marry him, you’ll say yes.
If you say yes, he’ll want you to move to his state.
If you move to his state, you’ll miss your old home.
Since you miss your old home, he’ll be extra nice to you.
When he’s extra nice to you, you’ll decide you can be happy despite the homesickness.
Since you’re happy, you will both decide it’s time to have a baby.
When the baby comes, neither of you will ever sleep.
The sleep deprivation will confuse you, and you will have another baby right away.
Two babies in thirteen months will make everything go hazy, and you will turn up pregnant again.
That will make three babies in twenty-seven months, and everyone will feel sorry for you.
Their pity will make you feel better, and you will grow to shoulder the load of motherhood.
The minister will get a job offer in another state, and you will all move away.
You will have moved twice for his man, and that fact will nag at you while you adjust to a new city again.
Before you fully adjust, you will move back, and you will feel all is as it should be.
The minister will work so hard, you will both forget how to love one another, and it will be a hard first year back.
But then your heart will grow bigger and God will open His arms wide for you, and even the hard days will seem precious.
The minister will notice your tender heart, and see how God has kept such good care of you, and his own heart will grow bigger, too.
Seeing you like that will remind him that he loves you and he will want to ask you to marry him all over again.
And chances are, if he asks a silly question like that, you will say yes.
Because if you fall in love with a minister, you will never regret a moment of it.
Angela
Just seeing this…………love it, Carrie. Although I think some cupcakes with sprinkles or muffins or cookies should have had honorable mentions. See if you can work one of those in next time. 😉