A visiting minister spoke eloquently during the offertory prayer. "Dear
Lord" he 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 attentive daughter
leaned over to me and asked quite loudly in her shrill little girl
voice, "Mommy, what is butt dust!?"
Okay, not exactly Scrolling news or a question. But I thought we could use some humor to get us over the Wednesday hump.
Lord" he 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 attentive daughter
leaned over to me and asked quite loudly in her shrill little girl
voice, "Mommy, what is butt dust!?"

Okay, not exactly Scrolling news or a question. But I thought we could use some humor to get us over the Wednesday hump.

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