Posted 12-20-2004 at 04:48:51
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A visiting minister waxed eloquent 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 obedient daughter (who was listening carefully [for a change!]) leaned over to me and asked quite audibly in her shrill little girl voice, "Mom, what is butt dust?"