A little Methodist boy and a little Catholic girl walked the same way home from church, and often walked together. One Sunday, there had been a great rain, and the creek they normally crossed by stepping on stones was greatly swollen. “My mom will kill me if I get my clothes dirty,†said the Catholic girl. “Mine too,†said the little Wesleyan. So they decided to take off all their clothes and hold them over their heads as they crossed. When they reached the other side and were preparing to dress, the little boy said, “You know, I never realized there was so much difference between Catholics and Protestants…â€