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A little boy opened the big and old family Bible with fascination, looking at the old pages as he turned
them. Then something fell out of the Bible and he picked it up and looked at it closely. It was an old
leaf from a tree that has been pressed in between the pages. "Momma, look what I found," the boy called
out. "What have you got there, dear?" his mother asked. With astonishment in the young boy's voice he
answered, "It's Adam's suit!!"
The preacher was wired for sound with a lapel mike, and as he preached, he moved briskly about the platform,
jerking the mike cord as he went. Then he moved to one side, getting wound up in the cord and nearly tripping
before jerking it again. After several circles and jerks, a little girl in the third pew leaned toward her mother
and whispered, "If he gets loose, will he hurt us?"
My grandson was visiting one day when he asked, "Grandma, do you know how you and God are alike?" I mentally
polished my halo while I asked,"No, how are we alike?" "You're both old," he replied.
A ten-year old, under the tutelage of her grandmother, was becoming quite knowledgeable about the Bible. Then
one day she floored her grandmother by asking, "Which Virgin was the mother of Jesus? The virgin Mary or the
King James Virgin?"
A Sunday school class was studying the Ten Commandments.They were ready to discuss the last one.
The teacher asked if anyone could tell her what it was. Susie raised her hand, stood tall, and quoted,
"Thous shall not take the covers off the neighbor's wife."
I had been teaching my three-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. Amen."
One Sunday in a Midwest city, a young child was "acting up"during the morning worship hour. The parents did
their best to maintain some sense of order in the pew but were losing the battle. Finally, the father picked
the little fellow up and walked sternly up the aisle on his way out. Just before reaching the safety of the
foyer, the little one called loudly to the congregation,"Pray for me! Pray for me!"
And one particular four-year old prayed,"And forgive us our trash baskets as we forgive those who put trash
in our baskets."
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."
Amy Gibson
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