One Sunday, a woman and her daughter were sitting in church waiting to pray. The minister began, 'Dear Lord,' 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 the very obedient daughter who was listening leaned over to her mom and asked quite audibly in her shrill little four year old girl voice, 'Mom, what is butt dust?'
I laughed...a LOT!
.S. I've posted 7 (I think?!) blogs in the last 2 days! Can't tell if that's totally pathetic or kinda cool...I guess there's just been a lot to share!
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