After finishing his weekly sermon, the Pastor asked if anyone in the congregation would like to express praise for an answered prayer. Suzie stood and walked to the podium.
She said, "I have some praise to give. Two months ago my husband Frank had a terrible bicycle accident and his scrotum was completely crushed. The doctors didn't really know if they could help him."
You could hear a muffled gasp from the men in the congregation as they imagined the pain that poor Frank must have experienced.
"Frank's every move caused him terrible pain. We prayed as the doctors performed a very serious and extremely delicate operation, and it turned out they were able to piece together the crushed remnants of Frank's scrotum and wrap wire around it and then hold it in place with metal staples."
Again, the men in the congregation cringed and squirmed uncomfortably as they imagined the awful surgery that had been performed on her husband.
"Now," she announced in a quivering voice, "thanks to the Lord, Frank is out of the hospital and the doctors say that with time, his scrotum should recover completely."
There was a collective sigh of relief from the men in the audience.
The pastor then rose and very tentatively asked if anyone else had something to say. A man slowly stood up and walked with great difficulty to the podium.
He said, "I'm Frank." The entire congregation held its breath.
"I would just like to inform my wife that the word is sternum."
She said, "I have some praise to give. Two months ago my husband Frank had a terrible bicycle accident and his scrotum was completely crushed. The doctors didn't really know if they could help him."
You could hear a muffled gasp from the men in the congregation as they imagined the pain that poor Frank must have experienced.
"Frank's every move caused him terrible pain. We prayed as the doctors performed a very serious and extremely delicate operation, and it turned out they were able to piece together the crushed remnants of Frank's scrotum and wrap wire around it and then hold it in place with metal staples."
Again, the men in the congregation cringed and squirmed uncomfortably as they imagined the awful surgery that had been performed on her husband.
"Now," she announced in a quivering voice, "thanks to the Lord, Frank is out of the hospital and the doctors say that with time, his scrotum should recover completely."
There was a collective sigh of relief from the men in the audience.
The pastor then rose and very tentatively asked if anyone else had something to say. A man slowly stood up and walked with great difficulty to the podium.
He said, "I'm Frank." The entire congregation held its breath.
"I would just like to inform my wife that the word is sternum."
