Thank God I didn't enter the ministry

From time to time I'll ruminate and cogitate about why it might have been a terrible mistake if I had listened to clergy who said I should join the club. These thoughts are not in order of importance, but simply as they come to mind.
Number 1: I might have been a pretty good preacher but a lousy pastor, poor at ministering to the congregation's needs. It takes a lot of genuine, unconditional love of people to be a good shepherd to a flock of church goers. I don't have it. That job would put me in the nut ward.

"Thank God for Jesus"

Those words were spoken by the friendly greeter who welcomed me to the local Meijer store. I was not quick enough to come up with a response beyond a simple thank you, but I now have one for the next time I see him. "And thank God for a country where you are free to say that." I hope some professional liberal, demanding equal time for other world religions, does not complain to Meijer management. The company was founded by Hendrik Meijer, a name about as Dutch as you can get. Such complaints might not get far here in very Dutch West Michigan, home of the Reformed and Christian Reformed Churches, Hope College and Calvin College. I would use the same response if the greeter thanked God for Buddha or Allah. Thank God for the freedom to say it. Does that make me a professional liberal?