Weddings

I went to the church this morning to fold bulletins and a nicely dress Hispanic couple dropped by looking for the "Padre" so they could get married. The Pastor wasn't in, so they left. It reminded me of when I was a kid and Dad was at Market Street UMC in Winchester. VA. Winchester is real close to West Virginia, which apparently had restrictive laws about getting married or a long waiting period or something. Anyway, West Virginians just flooded into Virginia to get married. Dad had long lines all day on Saturday. Dad came home at the end of the day with his pockets just shoved full of money. He and Mom had the best time looking at it all at the end of the day. I mean, just think about if - Here was this preacher with a very modest income and 3 kids to raise suddenly just raking in the bucks. They knew it would be gone when they got moved, so they didn't depend on it for regular expenses, but did stuff with it like to buy my piano, and take the family to Disney World.