A visiting minister at the start of the offertory
"Dear Lord," he began with arms extended and a
rapturous look on his upturned face, "without you we are but
He would have continued, but at that moment one very
obedient little girl (who was listening carefully) leaned over
to her mother and asked quite audibly in her shrill little
"Mommy, what is butt dust?"
Church was pretty much over at that