Poor Tom Smith!

The Best Story of the Year:

The pastor asked if anyone in the congregation would like to express

praise for answered prayers. Suzie Smith stood and walked to the

podium. She said, "I have a praise. Two months ago, my husband,

Tom, had a terrible bicycle wreck and his scrotum was completely

crushed. The pain was excruciating and the doctors didn't know if

they could help him." You could hear a muffled gasp from the men
in the

congregation as they imagined the pain that 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 able

to piece together the crushed remnants of Tom's scrotum, and wrap
wire

around it to hold it in place." Again, the men in the congregation

cringed and squirmed uncomfortably as they imagined the horrible
surgery

performed on Tom. "Now," she announced in a quivering voice, "thank

the Lord, Tom is out of the hospital and the doctors say that with
time,

his scrotum should recover completely." All the men sighed with
unified

relief. The pastor 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."