One Sunday morning the pastor noticed 7-year old Alex standing in the foyer of the church, staring up at a large plaque covered with names and small American flags mounted on either side of it.
The pastor walked up to him and said, "Good morning, Alex."
"Good morning, pastor," Alex said. "Pastor, what is this?"
"It's a memorial to all the brave men and women who died in the sevice," the pastor said.
After a few moments of silence, Alex spoke, his voice barely audible and trembling with fear. "Which service, the 9:45 or the 11:15?"
Sunday, March 18, 2007
Innocence is Priceless
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It's the 9:45 that kills 'em. They haven't had enough coffee by then!
more pics of my kids on your blog than on mine----thanks. Great to see Mike!
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