My husband Jim...

When the pastor asked if anyone in the congregation would like to
express Praise for answered prayers, a lady stood and walked to the
podium.

She said, "I have a praise. Two months ago, my husband Jim had a
terrible bike 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 an audible gasp from the men in the congregation as they
imagined the pain that poor Jim experienced.

Then she continued, "Jim was unable to hold me or the children and every
move caused him terrible pain. We prayed as the doctors performed a
delicate operation. They were able to piece together the crushed
remnants of Jim's scrotum and wrap wire around it to hold it in place."

Again, the men in the congregation squirmed uncomfortably as they
imagined the horrible surgery performed on Jim.

"Now, Jim is out of the hospital and the doctors say, with time, his
scrotum should recover completely."

All the men sighed with relief. The pastor rose and tentatively asked if
any one else had anything to say.

A man rose, walked to the podium, and said, "I'm Jim, and I want to tell
my wife - once again - the word is STERNUM, NOT scrotum."