Little Alex and the Pastor

Wiggins, MS(Zone 8b)

One Sunday morning, the pastor noticed little Alex standing in the foyer of the church staring up at a large plaque. It was covered with names and small 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, Alex."

"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 who died in the service."

Soberly, they just stood together, staring at the large plaque. Finally, little Alex's voice, barely audible and trembling with fear, asked, "Which service, the 8:30 or the 10:30?"

Jesteburg-Wiedenhof, Germany(Zone 8a)

HAHA! It sounds like the Free Presbyterians in the Highlands of Scotland.

One morning my five year-old young niece was sitting with her Mum in the first row, right in front of the pulpit. The wee, round, red-faced Meenister was giving it his typical fire and brimstone sermon, when my niece looked up to her Mum and loudly asked, "Is he going to hurt us, Mummy?"
The Minister couldn't go on for laughing, and it was said that it was the first time the congregation had ever seen him smile. :-)

Fountain, FL(Zone 8a)

OH MY....my son's name is Alex and this sounds like something he would ask. TEE HEE

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