My son is the lord.
At least in his own mind.
We were at Jack's first communion class. Many of my teacher friends, including Jack's principal, go to our church and were at the same class.
At one point, Pastor Mark asked if anyone knew Jesus' nickname.
Silence filled the room.
In order to get kids thinking about nicknames, he asked them, "Does anyone here have a nickname?"
Jack was deep in thought.
He must have missed Pastor Mark's second question when he raised his hand and said, "Lord?"
The room burst into laughter.
Jack's face burst into redness.
And we now have a ready punchline anytime we see Jack's principal.
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