Just as I began my sermon, the electricity in the church failed. The ushers
and I found some candles from the previous year's Christmas Eve service and
placed them around the sanctuary. Then I re-entered the pulpit, shuffled my
notes and muttered, "Now, where was I?"
In the dark at the back of the church, a voice called out, "Right near the
end!"
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