Why I Want To Be A Preacher

After one of those lengthy Sunday services, a young boy boringly looked at his parents and says, "I've decided to become a Preacher, when I grow up."

"That would gladden our hearts a lot,” the mother said. “But what made you decide that?" She asked.

"Well," said the little boy. "Since I have to go to church on Sundays anyway, I figure it will be more fun to jump up and down the stage, raving and yelling, than to sit down and listen."