There was a preacher whose wife was expecting a baby.

He went to the congregation and asked for a raise.

After much consideration and discussion, they passed a rule that whenever
the preacher's family expanded, so would his paycheck.

After six children, this started to get expensive and the congregation decided to hold another meeting to discuss the preacher's salary.

There was much 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. "Having children is
an act of God!" Silence fell upon the congregation.

No one dare challenge the thought. Finally, in the back of the room a little
old lady stood up and in her frail voice said: "Snow and rain are also acts
of God, but when we get too much, we wear rubbers!"

Don't you just love little old ladies?