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 congregates 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."