A father had promised his two young sons he would take them on a fishing trip.
The boys were digging for fishing bait in their parents’ garden. Uncovering a many legged creature, one of the boys proudly dangled it before his Father.
“No, son, he won’t do for bait,” his Father said. “He’s not an earthworm.”
“He’s not?” the boy asked, his eyes wide. “What planet is he from?”
One summer evening,
a three year-old came in while his parents were setting the table for supper.
Quite surprisingly, he asked if he could help.
His mother said, “No, but I appreciate your asking.”
The child responded, “Well, I appreciate your saying no.“
Jimmy and Matty, ages 8 and 4, were excessively mischievous.
They were always getting into trouble and their parents knew if any mischief occurred in their town, the two boys were probably involved.
The boys’ mother heard that a preacher in town had been successful in disciplining children, so she asked if he would speak with her boys. The preacher agreed, but he asked to see them individually. The mother sent Matty in the morning, and planned to send Jimmy to see the preacher in the afternoon.
The preacher, a huge man with a deep booming voice, sat the younger boy down and asked him sternly, “Do you know where God is, son?”
The boy’s mouth dropped open, but he made no response, sitting there wide-eyed with his mouth hanging open. So the preacher repeated the question in an even sterner tone, “Where is God?!”
Again, Matty made no attempt to answer. The preacher raised his voice even more and shook his finger in the boy’s face and bellowed, “Where is God?!”
The boy screamed and bolted from the room, ran directly home and dove into his closet, slamming the door behind him. When his older brother found him in the closet, he asked, “What happened?”
Matty, gasping for breath, replied, “We are in BIG trouble this time! GOD is missing, and they think WE did it!”
