that's my dad, that is. he preached me a great sermon last week, and it sounded pretty good when i overheard him preaching it again to mom on saturday night, but you know, by sunday morning i'd heard it enough. i mean, how many times do you expect a guy to listen to the same talk in a week? mom tried to keep me quiet by making me eat, but i wasn't having any of it. i reckon if all those people were so keen to hear dad speak they could have come round to our house earlier in the week, right?
lots of people said nice things to him afterwards, but i didn't tell them it was only that good because he'd been practising on me.
big question is.......are they going to ask him to preach again?
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