Sometime back one of the families in our church had an interesting situation happen which gave me some time for pause. This couple's son was learning how to use the potty. During the pee-pee process the lid came crashing down on him...the rest you can imagine on your own. As he yelled and screamed he was bleeding a bit. So they took him to the hospital to be checked out. That following Sunday the family came up to me and let me in on what had happened. Mom followed up by saying "He really wanted you to know about this. As soon as the injury occurred he said, we need to call Mr. Bill!" So here I sit..humbled..that the children in our church would think to call Mr. Bill when suffering from the war wounds of potty training....
-The Hispanic Crusader
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