Why I should not be a pastor: I stole money from an employer when I was in high school. I had plenty of sex outside the sacrament of marriage. Being a pastor feeds my big head. I hardly ever pray.
I dare you to out yourself. Come on, please? Your poem makes my day, rocks my world, tells my story and that of countless other church ladies. I want to read more of your stuff.
If someone walked into my office right now and saw the huge smile on my face they would probably ask me to go see a psychiatrist or up my dosage on my medication.
I have a feeling if God called only Pastors who didn't have sex before marraige, that we would have many many many less churches!
Comments
another anon. pastor writes:
Wish this weren't anonymous!
—June 12, 2008 at 01:13 PM
Rachel Srubas writes:
Dear Anonymous Poet,
I dare you to out yourself. Come on, please? Your poem makes my day, rocks my world, tells my story and that of countless other church ladies. I want to read more of your stuff.
—June 12, 2008 at 01:35 PM
Rebecca writes:
i love it.
how true.
—June 12, 2008 at 01:52 PM
maria writes:
Yes! Yes! Exactly!
—June 12, 2008 at 02:14 PM
Teri writes:
yep! Thanks for this reminder. :-)
—June 12, 2008 at 02:31 PM
Laura S-R writes:
Amen. Amen!
—June 12, 2008 at 05:55 PM
Tricia writes:
If someone walked into my office right now and saw the huge smile on my face they would probably ask me to go see a psychiatrist or up my dosage on my medication.
I have a feeling if God called only Pastors who didn't have sex before marraige, that we would have many many many less churches!
—June 13, 2008 at 11:24 AM
Beth B. writes:
I think I will print this out in nice type on nice paper, frame it, and hang it where I can see it every day!
—June 14, 2008 at 08:58 PM
mary g writes:
the best.
it can't be said better. wish more people understood that.
—June 15, 2008 at 10:19 AM