Imagine sitting down to dinner, saying grace, looking up, and hearing someone accuse your hero. My hubby Paul did that tonight.
He scoops up some chicken alfredo and says to us all, "Did you know that Jonathan Edwards had an affair?"
"What?! No way!" I gasp. "How'd they find that out posthumously?" I ask.
Stephen nearly chokes in disbelief.
"What are you talking about?" Paul asks.
"The Reformed preacher of long ago!"
"No! The politician."
"Oh, you mean Jon Edwards?"
"Yeh, he sometimes goes by Jonathan. He admitted to having an affair. What? You think they dug up some dirt on the Jonathan Edwards hundreds of years later?"
I'm still chuckling over that one.
1 comment:
I had a good chuckle over this one : )
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