There are a few perks to being a pastor. I was working late last night when Sonya got a text message from one of our church members. It said, “Warm Chocolate cake right out of oven, can you come pick it up?” At 8:30 last night we took a drive for the cake. It pays to be a pastor. The only bad part is, I have been on a DIEt. Oh Well, I ate it. After all I would hate to hurt feelings:)
As men, some of the scarifices we have to make are really tough.
Real Italian Speg hot on stove and any dessert you want on the stove. Can you come get it? lolololol