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Why fight it?
The family pushed the grandfather into the church sanctuary and placed him in the front row near the aisle. All eyes turned towards the son walking down the aisle with a large pillow in his hands. He tapped his father on the shoulder, and the father leaned forward so the son could place the pillow halfway between his lower back and the chair back.
The preacher strode to the podium and placed his Bible and notes on it. Putting his hands behind his back, he said with a smile, “I used to joke about my sermons putting people to sleep, but this is the first time someone was bold enough to bring a pillow. You have your reasons and I’m sure they’re valid. I only ask that you keep the snoring to a minimum.”
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