angel. this is nice. thanks for sharing.
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Sent: Saturday, August 19, 2006 11:19 PM
Subject: The young boy
The young boy
Subject:The young Boy
Come with me to a third grade classroom....
There is a nine-year-old kid sitting at his desk and all of a sudden, there
is a puddle between his feet and the front of his pants are wet.
He thinks his heart is going to stop because he cannot possibly imagine how
this has happened. It's never happened before, and he knows that when the
boys find out he will never hear the end of it.
When the girls find out, they'll never speak to him again as long as he
lives. The boy believes his heart is going to stop, he puts his head down
and prays this prayer, "Dear God, this is an emergency! I need help now!
Five minutes from now I'm dead meat."
He looks up from his prayer and here comes the teacher with a look in her
eyes that says he has been discovered.
As the teacher is walking toward him, a classmate named Susie is carrying a
goldfish bowl that is filled with water. Susie trips in front of the
teacher and inexplicably dumps the bowl of water in the boy's lap.
The boy pretends to be angry, but all the while is saying to himself,
"Thank you, Lord! Thank you, Lord!" Now all of a sudden, instead of being
the object of ridicule, the boy is the object of sympathy. The teacher
rushes him downstairs and gives him gym shorts to put on while his pants dry
out. All the other children are on their hands and knees cleaning up around
his desk. The sympathy is wonderful. But as life would have it, the
ridicule that should have been his has been transferred to someone else -
Susie. She tries to help, but they tell her to get out. "You've done
enough, you klutz!" Finally, at the end of the day, as they are waiting for
the bus, the boy walks over to Susie and whispers, "You did that on purpose,
didn't you?" Susie whispers back, "I wet my pants once too."
May God help us see the opportunities that are always around us to do good.
Going to church doesn't make you a Christian any more than standing in your
garage makes you a car.
Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his
friends. [John 15:13]
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