A dead lion is better than a live dog
Back in the day, part of the banter I sometimes shared with my late mother was when, after she had returned from church, I would ask her what the preacher preached about that day, and she would draw a blank. In fairness to my mum, the same reaction might be found in many a sermon attendee. Back to this day, part of the banter I share with my sister when talking about attending church is “you need it”.
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