We are but dust...

Here's a funny story for you...

A visiting minister waxed eloquent during the offertory prayer: "Dear Lord" he began, with arms extended toward heaven and a rapturous look on his upturned face. "Without you we are but dust. ." He would have continued but at that very moment my very obedient daughter (who was listening!) leaned over to me and in her shrill little girl voice, asked quite audibly, "Mom, what is butt dust?"