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Issue No. 2
Little Children Shall Lead Us
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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!) leaned over to me and asked quite audibly in her shrill
little girl voice, "Mom, what's butt dust?"
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