Dad was driving Mom, my brother and me
Home from McDonald's Today.

As usual...we were on the back seat
Poking kid stuff at each other.

Mom was sitting up front
Poking grown-up stuff at Dad.

Dad's eyes were focused on the road ahead.
He was going, "Uh-humm, Uh-humm," and listening to Mom.

My brother was looking out the window when he said...
"Hey look...a white church."

"That's not a church," I replied.
"That's a church house."

Question marks danced around my brother's head.
"A church house?"

"Yep. There's a difference between a church,
and a church house."

"Howz that?"

"Well...that's a church house.
The church is the people who go there,
To worship God together."

"Ooooo...is that right?"

"Yeah."

"How do you know?
Who told you that?"

"Mom told me that when she was a kid...
Gramma told her that."

"We'll...Gramma has never been wrong, ya know."

"Yes, I Know."