"Dear Lord," the preacher began with arms extended and a rapturous look
on his upturned face, "Without You, WE ARE BUT DUST!"
He would have continued, but at that moment one very observant little
girl (who was listening carefully) leaned over to her mother and asked
quite audibly in her shrill little girl voice, "Mommy, WHAT is butt
dust?"
The Moon is Waning Gibbous (99% of Full)
Sermon for Jobe and Wizard
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