This is a true story by the way. I have four sons. Several years ago, when they were still very young and oh so innocent, we were on our way home from Church. The sermon of that day was about turning the other cheek. Well, as always while we were driving home, a commotion erupted in the back seat! The boys screaming and fighting. I turned around and asked what was going on. One of my sons crying, said; "Wyatt kicked me right in the eye!" That said, his younger brother piped up and said; "Well, weren't you listening to Father Bill today? You're supposed to turn your cheek and offer him to kick you in the other eye!!" My husband and I couldn't help but laugh and be proud that our son was indeed listening to the sermon!!! Cathie
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