Tuesday, April 01, 2008

Too Young to Usher?

It was Good Friday and, as usual, we went to the night service at our church. Julie and I are always ready to help out anyone. Mom told me to go ask the ushers if they needed any help handing out programs. The usher gave Julie and me each a stack. Soon the service started and people were still coming in. Julie and I had no clue what to do. So we stayed in the back and kept handing out programs.

Then, one of the ushers came up to me and asked me to be an usher and take up the collection. (One of the ushers didn't show up.) I didn't really know what to do. Should I be an usher or not? Julie was laughing at the thought of me being an usher.

Lucky for me, the usher told me to go down the aisle where Mom and Dad were sitting. Mom put the donation in the basket, but didn't realize that it was me who took it. Then she looked up, and so did Dad, and they jumped! At the end of the service, Julie and I waited for them to come out of the church. When they came out, they both had smiles on their faces!



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