One Sunday morning, the Pastor noticed Little Johnny standing in the foyer of the Church staring up at a large plaque. It was covered with names with small American flags mounted on either side of it. The seven 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
“Good morning, Pastor,” he replied, still focused on the plaque.
“Pastor, what is this?” he asked.
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 Johnny’s voice, barely audible and trembling with fear, asked, “Which service... the 9:30 or the 11:00?”
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