A meaningful thought on the heart of the pastor from my home church would often be unintentionally demolished as it passed through his lips. The conscience, for instance, during one of his sermons, became "sewered" instead of "seared" (1 Timothy 4:2). Another of repeated examples occurred one morning during a baby dedication when the pastor attempted to quote from (Psalms 127). "Children are an heritage of the Lord," he said, and disrupted any contemplative mood of the congregation by finishing the verse with, "and the fruit of the loom is his reward."