I once took communion at church with a goldfish cracker. Little David was sitting with me in the service when they handed out the elements. I bent my head for one second to pray and the hungry little bugger snatched the cracker out of my hand. The pastor's prayer was coming to an end and everyone was supposed to be taking communion together so I scrambled and found the first edible thing I could. It happened to be a goldfish cracker from the diaper bag. It's the thought that counts, right? The Lord knows the intentions of my heart.
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