I'm In Trouble Now

Today at church, our friend George spoke on prayer. At one point in his lecture, he mentioned that it was a bad habit to pray with your kids before you put them to bed at night. That really confused me so after the service was over, I approached him and asked for clarification. He had mentioned something about his son wriggling around and hiding under the covers previous to this so he told me that he meant that praying while they were goofing off was a bad idea. He then asked me if I had any children. I said no. He asked if I was married. I said no. Then, in that great Egyptian accent of his, he said, "Are the American boys blind? You are very pretty." I laughed, blushed, and said, "I guess they are." He said, "No, really. You are very pretty." I blushed further and told him thank you. Then he said, "Why do you thank me? I did not make you this pretty. God did." I grinned and told him he was right. Then he says, "I am going to pray that God brings you a good man to kneel at your feet and adore your beauty." To this I nearly keeled over laughing. So he says, "Did I say anything wrong?" I told him no. But I was thinking, "Now I'm screwed. If anyone has sway with God, it's George. I may end up married after all." :-)