Monday, October 8, 2012
Buzzards at Church
By Patsy Zant
When my middle son was about 4 years old, he came out of his Sunday school class perplexed.
"Why do we have buzzards at church?" he asked.
"Well, I didn't know we had any," I replied. "Which ones do you mean?"
"I don't know for sure," he said. "The teacher just always says we have to wait for the second buzzard before we can leave."
Christian Woman, date unknown.
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