Dilloduck
07-12-2007, 07:57 PM
Subject: Died in Service
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 with
small American flags mounted on either side of it. The seven year old
had been staring at the plaque for quite 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?" 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 Alex's voice, barely audible and trembling with fear, asked,
"Which service, the 9 o'clock or the 11 o'clock?"
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 with
small American flags mounted on either side of it. The seven year old
had been staring at the plaque for quite 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?" 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 Alex's voice, barely audible and trembling with fear, asked,
"Which service, the 9 o'clock or the 11 o'clock?"