A visiting minister spoke eloquently 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 a very attentive littlegirl (who was listening!) leaned over to her mother and asked quite audibly in her shrill little girl voice ...... "Mom, what is butt dust?"
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