Designing Women, Season 2

[After much soul-searching, Charlene pays a visit to her minister, Reverend Nunn.]

Charlene:
For the past nine years I've come to you with whatever problems, worries or grief I've had in my life, and I really appreciate the way you've looked after me. But, I don't think I can do that anymore.

Reverend Nunn:
Charlene, you don't mean that.

Charlene:
I've been up all night, and I just can't figure out how I can belong to a church that doesn't think I am fit to preach God's word.

Reverend Nunn:
You want to be a minister?

Charlene:
Well, I've never told anyone this before, but as a matter of fact I did. When I was about six or seven, I got my first Bible. It had my name embossed in gold across the front. My parents gave it to me the night I was baptised. I'll never forget it came with this beautiful cardboard bookmark that had Jesus with a pink halo painted on it. I don't know — there was something about the way the light shown in that picture — I couldn't take my eyes off of it. I thought, "Boy, that's for me." I was gonna travel the world preaching and teaching — maybe even become a saint.

Reverend Nunn:
What happened?

Charlene:
I don't know. I guess I figured I couldn't make saint. Anyway, my point is, I had that dream because no one told me I couldn't. But what about all those other little girls out there, hundreds of them, just waiting to become ministers and spend their lives preaching God's word — except for the fact that you and a bunch of other people got together and decided that God doesn't want that. That just doesn't make any sense, Reverend Nunn. I mean, for what possible reason would God not want that?

Reverend Nunn:
That's not for us to say, Charlene. I don't think we should question his wisdom.

Charlene:
I'm not. I'm questioning yours. Anyway, I just wanted to thank you for everything you've done for me. I'll never forget you.

Reverend Nunn:
Charlene, I wish you'd give this some more thought. Let me put you in touch with another minister. Maybe he can counsel you.

Charlene:
No. Thanks anyway. I'll be talking to someone, but I think I'll keep this one just between me and God. Don't look so surprised, after all, we have his number too.