Post by auntb61 on Jul 17, 2008 13:59:28 GMT -8
Subject: Innocence is Priceless
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
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
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 10:45?'
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
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
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 10:45?'
