A little boy was overheard praying: “Lord, if you can’t make me a better boy, don’t worry about it. I’m having a real good time like I am.”
I had been teaching my 3-year old daughter, Caitlin,, the Lord’s prayer for several evenings at bedtime. She would repeat after me the lines from the prayer. Finally, she decided to go solo. I listened with pride as she carefully enunciated each word right up to the end of the prayer. “Lead us not into temptation,” she prayed, “but deliver us some E-mail.”
One particular 4-year old prayed: “And forgive us our trash baskets as we forgive those who put trash in our baskets.”
I had been teaching my 3-year old daughter, Caitlin,, the Lord’s prayer for several evenings at bedtime. She would repeat after me the lines from the prayer. Finally, she decided to go solo. I listened with pride as she carefully enunciated each word right up to the end of the prayer. “Lead us not into temptation,” she prayed, “but deliver us some E-mail.”
One particular 4-year old prayed: “And forgive us our trash baskets as we forgive those who put trash in our baskets.”
A Sunday school teacher asker her children, “And why is it necessary to be quiet in church?” One bright little girl replied, Because a lot of people are sleeping.”
A mother was preparing pancakes for her sons, Kevin, age 5, and Ryan, 3. The boys began to argue over who would get the first pancake. Their mother saw the opportunity for a lesson. She said to her boys, “If Jesus were sitting here, he would say, ‘Let my brother have the first pancake, I can wait.’” Kevin then turned to his younger brother and said, “Ryan, you be Jesus!”
3-year old Reese: “Our Father in heaven, Harold is His name. Amen.”
