The congregation stood in reverent silence. The gentle glow of candlelight warmed the sanctuary as our pastor shared a Christmas message of hope.
(Our children fidgeted and squirmed.)
The pastor continued to speak. He spoke and spoke. He spoke some more. My husband and I tried to keep small fingers away from flickering candles. The potential for singed eyebrows alarmed me.
"... at times," our pastor intoned, "We tend to live fraudulent lives..."
Our five-year-old grinned and loudly responded, "Well, at least we don't live flatulent lives!"
3 comments:
i heard about this classic moment!!! We shared a good laugh over just how witty your kids are!
The Inkling's xmas shenanigans absolutely made my evening, that's for sure!
That's so funny Linds!! AHHHAHAHAHAHA!
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