My daughter grew tired of the long sermon yesterday. She curled up on my lap, waiting for the end. At the end, we pray. She knows that.
After a few minutes, she looked up at me and asked, "Are we praying now?"
"No."
She peeked around me and surveyed the half of the church she could see.
"Then why are so many people sitting with their eyes closed?"
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