Richard
09-12-2008, 11:41
One Sunday morning, the pastor noticed little Spencer standing in the foyer of the church staring up at a large plaque. It was covered with names and small American flags mounted on either side of it.
The six-year old had been staring at the plaque for some time, so the pastor walked up, stood beside the little boy, and said quietly, "Good morning, Spence."
"Good morning Pastor," he replied, still focused on the plaque. "Pastor, what is this?"
The pastor said, "Well son, it's a memorial to all the young men and women of this congregation who died in the service."
Soberly, they just stood together, staring at the large plaque...until finally little Spencer's voice, barely audible and trembling with fear asked, "Which service...the 8:30 or the 11:30?"
Richard :munchin
The six-year old had been staring at the plaque for some time, so the pastor walked up, stood beside the little boy, and said quietly, "Good morning, Spence."
"Good morning Pastor," he replied, still focused on the plaque. "Pastor, what is this?"
The pastor said, "Well son, it's a memorial to all the young men and women of this congregation who died in the service."
Soberly, they just stood together, staring at the large plaque...until finally little Spencer's voice, barely audible and trembling with fear asked, "Which service...the 8:30 or the 11:30?"
Richard :munchin