i read this in the news paper and i just had to share it
From The Valley Tribune, Quitaque, Texas
Two Little Mischievous Boys
Once upon a time in Quitaque there were two little boys, around the age of 10, who were excessively mischievous.
They were always getting into trouble and their parents knew if any mischief occurs in their town, the two boys were probably involved.
The two boys mothers heard that a preacher in town had been successful in disciplining children, so they asked if he would speak with the boys. The preacher agreed, but he asked to see them individually.
The mothers sent the first boy in the morning, with the other boy to see the preacher in the afternoon. The preacher, a huge man with a deep booming voice, sat the first boy down and asked him sternly, Do you know where God is, son?
The boys 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, the boy made no attempt to answer. The preacher raised his voice even more and shook his finger in the boys face and bellowed, Where is God?!
The boy screamed and bolted from the room, ran directly home and dove into his little club house, slamming the door behind him. When his best friend found him in the club house, he asked, What happened?
The first boy, gasping for breath, replied, We are in BIG trouble this time! GOD is missing, and they think WE did it!
From The Valley Tribune, Quitaque, Texas
Two Little Mischievous Boys
Once upon a time in Quitaque there were two little boys, around the age of 10, who were excessively mischievous.
They were always getting into trouble and their parents knew if any mischief occurs in their town, the two boys were probably involved.
The two boys mothers heard that a preacher in town had been successful in disciplining children, so they asked if he would speak with the boys. The preacher agreed, but he asked to see them individually.
The mothers sent the first boy in the morning, with the other boy to see the preacher in the afternoon. The preacher, a huge man with a deep booming voice, sat the first boy down and asked him sternly, Do you know where God is, son?
The boys 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, the boy made no attempt to answer. The preacher raised his voice even more and shook his finger in the boys face and bellowed, Where is God?!
The boy screamed and bolted from the room, ran directly home and dove into his little club house, slamming the door behind him. When his best friend found him in the club house, he asked, What happened?
The first boy, gasping for breath, replied, We are in BIG trouble this time! GOD is missing, and they think WE did it!
