Friday, May 8, 2009

Rain, Rain, Go Away

The rebbitzin was expecting a baby, so the Rebbe stood before the congregation and asked for a raise. After much discussion, they passed a rule that whenever the Rabbi's family expanded, so would his paycheck.

After six children, this started to get expensive and the congregation decided to hold another meeting to discuss their leader's expanding salary. A great deal of yelling and bickering ensued, as to how much the clergyman's additional children were costing the shul, and how much more they could potentially cost.

After listening to them for about an hour, the Rebbe rose, full of
solemnity, and intoned:
Children are a gift from G-d, and we will take as many gifts as He gives us.
Silence fell on the congregation.

In a back pew, a little old lady struggled to stand, and finally said in her frail voice:
Rain is also a gift from G-d, but when we get too much of it , we wear rubbers.
And the entire congregation said: Amen.

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