One Sunday Morning
One Sunday morning, the pastor noticed little Alex
was staring up at the large plaque that hung in
the foyer of the church. It was covered with
names, and small American flags were mounted on
either side of it. The seven-year old had been
staring at the plaque for sometime, so the pastor
walked up, stood beside the boy, and said quietly,
"Good morning Alex." "Good morning pastor,"
replied the young man, still focused on the
plaque. "Pastor McGhee, what is this?" Alex asked.
"Well, son, it's a memorial to all the young men
and women who have died in the service."
Soberly, they stood together, staring at the large
plaque. Little Alex's voice was barely audible
when he asked, "Which one, the 9:00 or the 10:30
service?" |
