One day after church a pregnant woman was stopped by the Pastor. He said “I couldn’t help but notice that you were rubbing your belly”. She said, “Yeah, he was kicking me pretty hard”. The Pastor said, “Well that’s a relief”. She said, I’m not sure it’s a relief. He usually sleeps through the sermon with me”.
On the other hand, once I got a handle on my material, I was off to the races. That is not to say that I did well every time on stage. That took a good deal of time and practice. I was fortunate enough to have some wonderful people who believed in me enough not to give up on me.
I have also preached many sermons. I am still a licenced minister, although due to the illness that I currently have, I’m unable to do any kind of public speaking. That has taken some getting used to. I loved preaching sermons and doing comedy. But, my daughter Cecilee does improv and my son is a pastor. It’s their turn.