The vicar asked if anyone in the congregation would like to express praise for answered prayers. Maureen Smith stood up and walked to the podium, "I have a praise" she said. "Two months ago, my poor husband, Tom, had a terrible bicycle accident and his Scrotum was completely crushed. The pain was excruciating and, at first, the doctors didn't know if they could help him."
You could hear a strangled gasp from the men in the congregation as they imagined the dreadful agony poor Tom must have experienced. "Tom was unable to hold me or the children," she went on, "and every move caused him terrible pain." We prayed as the doctors performed a delicate operation, and it turned out they were eventually able to piece together the crushed remnants of Tom's Scrotum, then wrap wire around it to hold it all in place."
Again, the men in the congregation winced and squirmed uncomfortably as they pictured the horrible surgery performed on Tom. "Now," she announced in a quivering voice, "thank the Lord, Tom is out of hospital and the doctors say that, with time, his Scrotum should recover completely." All the men sighed with relief.
The vicar rose and tentatively asked if anyone else had something to say. A man stood up and walked slowly to the podium. He said, "I'm Tom Smith." The entire congregation held its breath. "I just want to tell my wife the word is Sternum."
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