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A visiting minister during the offertory prayer:
>
> "Dear Lord," he 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 obedient little
girl
> (who was listening carefully for a change!) leaned over to her mother
and
> asked quite audibly in her shrill little girl voice,
>
> "Mommy, what is BUTT DUST?"
>
> Church was pretty much over at that point...
>
> "Dear Lord," he 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 obedient little
girl
> (who was listening carefully for a change!) leaned over to her mother
and
> asked quite audibly in her shrill little girl voice,
>
> "Mommy, what is BUTT DUST?"
>
> Church was pretty much over at that point...
