For the story you are about to read. I confess - it made me laugh out loud. So check it out (and as a pastor I know likes to say, "Your mileage may vary.").
The pastor climbed into the pulpit, lifted his eyes toward heaven and began to speak in a rapturous voice, "Dear Lord, without You we are but dust..."
The pastor paused just for a moment but in the silence a four year old girl leaned close to her mother and asked in a stage whisper, "Mommy, what is butt dust?"
