Back in the 90s, comedian Jeff Foxworthy did a bit called “You Might Be a Redneck if . . .” What followed the “if” was something like “ . . .your wife’s hairdo has ever been destroyed by a ceiling fan” or “ . . .you refer to the 5th grade as ‘my senior year’.”
I have developed my own set of criteria to help pick out pastors’ kids (PKs). Without further ado, and in the inimitable Jeff Foxworthy spirit:
YOU MIGHT BE A Pastor’s Kid If . . .
. . . you can explain the difference between a narthex, lobby, fellowship hall, and the commons.
. . . Psalty, the Donut Man, and McGee haunt your dreams at night.
. . . you won at least 12 prizes in your life for scripture memory feats.
. . . you snacked on communion bread.
. . . you knew where the janitor kept the church keys and took full advantage.
. . . December 31 isn’t New Year’s Eve, it’s “I hope people give a lot from their Christmas bonuses” day.