One Sunday morning, the pastor noticed little Johnny standing in the foyer of the church, looking at a large plaque that hung there. After the young man of seven had stood there for some time, the pastor walked up beside him and said quietly,
“Good morning, son.”
“Good morning, Pastor,” replied the youngster, not taking his eyes off the plaque. “Can I ask you, Sir, what is this for? Why are all these names listed on here?”
“Well, son, these are all the people who have died in the service,” replied the pastor. Soberly, they stood together, staring up at the large plaque.
Little Johnny’s voice barely broke the silence when he asked quietly, “Which one, Sir, the 9:30 or the 11:00?