Ray S ECenFL
Silver Member
The Sermon I think this Mom will never forget this particular Sunday
sermon...'Dear Lord,' the minister began, with arms extended toward heaven
and a rapturous look on his upturned face. 'Without you, we are but dust...'
He would have continued but at that moment my very obedient daughter who was
listening leaned over to me and asked quite audibly in her shrill little
four year old girl voice, 'Mom, what is butt dust?'
sermon...'Dear Lord,' the minister began, with arms extended toward heaven
and a rapturous look on his upturned face. 'Without you, we are but dust...'
He would have continued but at that moment my very obedient daughter who was
listening leaned over to me and asked quite audibly in her shrill little
four year old girl voice, 'Mom, what is butt dust?'
