I’ve got weddings on the brain. My daughter was in a wedding last weekend, and this Saturday I’m going to a party celebrating the 65th anniversary of my grandmother’s sister and her husband. Seemed like a little marital humor was called for.
A young couple was tragically killed in a car crash just before their wedding. When they arrived in heaven they asked Peter if they could still get married.
Peter said “I’ve never had a request like that, but I will check into it.” He then suggested that they think about it and come back in 5 years.
Five years later, Peter said He was sorry, but they would have to wait another 5 years. They came back a third time, and this time they were allowed to have a beautiful wedding.
A month later they came back and said, “This is a disaster, we want a divorce.”
Peter said “Look you two will just have to workout your differences, if it took us 10 years to find a preacher up here, how long do you think it will take us to find a lawyer!?!?
The point is, preachers and lawyers are sinners. I’m a sinner. Are you a sinner?