A minister’s young son sat on the floor of his father’s office watching him write a sermon.
“How do you know what to say?” the boy asked.
“Why, God tells me.” his father replied.
“Well, then why do you keep crossing things out?”
A minister’s young son sat on the floor of his father’s office watching him write a sermon.
“How do you know what to say?” the boy asked.
“Why, God tells me.” his father replied.
“Well, then why do you keep crossing things out?”