Wood Doctor
Edwin
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A minister decided to do something a little different one Sunday morning. He said “Today, in church, I am going to say a single word and you are going to help me preach. Whatever single word I say, I want you to sing whatever hymn that comes to your mind.”
Then the pastor shouted out, “Cross.” Immediately the congregation started singing in unison, “The Old Rugged Cross.”
The pastor hollered out “Grace.” The congregation began to sing “Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound.”
The pastor said “Power.” The congregation sang “There is Power in the Blood.”
The Pastor said “Sex.” The congregation fell in total silence. Everyone was in shock. They all nervously began to look around at each other afraid to say anything. Then all of a sudden, from way in the back of the church, a little 87-year-old grandmother stood up and began to sing “Precious Memories.”
Then the pastor shouted out, “Cross.” Immediately the congregation started singing in unison, “The Old Rugged Cross.”
The pastor hollered out “Grace.” The congregation began to sing “Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound.”
The pastor said “Power.” The congregation sang “There is Power in the Blood.”
The Pastor said “Sex.” The congregation fell in total silence. Everyone was in shock. They all nervously began to look around at each other afraid to say anything. Then all of a sudden, from way in the back of the church, a little 87-year-old grandmother stood up and began to sing “Precious Memories.”
