Pray for Me
One Sunday in a Midwest city a young child was acting up
during the morning worship hour.

The parents did their best to maintain some sense of order
in the pew but were losing the battle. Finally, the father
picked the little fellow up and walked sternly up the aisle
on his way out.

Just before reaching the safety of the foyer the little one
called loudly to the congregation, "Pray for me! Pray for me!"

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