Today we go to a wedding! We had the honor of hosting the minister who will be performing the ceremony at our home last night. He came in from out of town to do the honors and needed a place to crash. We are renting a big house with lots of extra space, so it was a no brainer... the more the merrier! By the time he arrived at our house last night after the rehearsal dinner it was dark, and after he brought in his belongings from the car, we sat around and talked for awhile before everyone hit the hay. This morning we all slept in late and then as we were enjoying coffee and breakfast in the dining room, our son came in carrying a pair of dress pants. He went straight up to the visiting minister, thrusting the pants at him and said, "Are these your pants? They were on the ground." I was flabbergasted! Immediately my mind was racing... Did the pastor leave his bedroom door open? Did one of our dogs go in his room and mess with the poor man's pants, leaving them slobbery and wrinkled on the floor? Did Timmy have something to do with this? Oh Dear! Then the details started to come out... "Where did you find the pants, Tim?" I asked, in a somewhat accusatory tone. "On the ground, outside," he replied. "Why were you outside?" "I was scootering!" Okay, it appeared he was innocent, but we were still baffled. Eventually we put the pieces together and realized that the minister's pants must have slipped off their hanger last night in the dark as he brought in his belongings after his long car ride, and ended up spending the night on our front lawn.
Is it mean and heartless that I can't stop giggling about this? Is it weird that this video keeps popping into my head now? I don't care. It made me laugh and we all need a good laugh now and then. :)
Carla Ritz. Proof positive that God uses cracked pots!