On the sweetness . . .

A Cuban sister gets up to bear her testimony.  Her husband comes with her to translate.  She starts with a few carefully prepared words in English.  He dutifully repeats them in Spanish.  We laugh big, then he laughs bigger.

Your daughter can’t remember how to close.  She stares for awhile, then walks away from the lectern.  Halfway to the stairs, she suddenly scurries back–“inthenameofJesusChristamen.”