A young pastor fell in love and proposed to the love of his life. She didn't initially accept.
"Please," he said. "What can I do to persuade you?"
"I will marry you, on two conditions. Never look in the box on my table and never ask me about it," she replied.
He thought it was weird, but he agreed and they were married.
Twenty-five years later and they were about to celebrate their wedding anniversary. They were getting ready to go out for dinner and he went to their bedroom to get his jacket.
Her box on the table caught his eye. He'd never looked in it or asked her about it, but his curiosity overwhelmed him and he opened it. Inside were three eggs and a stack of money. He counted 7,000 bills.
Putting it back, he felt ashamed, went to his wife and confessed immediately that he'd broken his promise to her.
She didn't seem too concerned, so he ventured, "May I ask about it?"
"What are the eggs for?" he wondered.
"Every time you preached a lousy sermon, I put an egg in the box," she replied.
He thought, three eggs in twenty-five years, that's not too bad.
"What's the money for?" he continued.
"Well, every time I collected a dozen eggs, I sold them." she replied.