WHICH SIDE I AM ON
A little old man was seen every Sunday morning walking to the church of his choice. He was deaf; so he could not hear a word of the sermon, or the music of the choir, or the hymns sung by the congregation. A scoffer asked him, “Why do you spend your Sundays in that church when you can’t hear a word?” He replied, “I want my neighbors to know which side I’m on.” By Gloria Pitzer
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