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There was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his mother asked him what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said, "Nothing, I just helped him cry."
Teacher Debbie Moon's first graders were discussing a picture of a family. One
little boy in the picture had a different color hair than the other family
members. One child suggested that he was adopted. A little girl said, "I know
all about adoptions because I was adopted." "What does it mean to be
adopted?" asked another child. "It means," said the girl, "that you grew in
your mommy's heart instead of her tummy."
A four year old was at the pediatrician for a check up. As the doctor looked
down her ears with an otoscope, he asked, "Do you think I'll find Big Bird in
here?" The little girl stayed silent. Next, the doctor took a tongue
depressor and looked down her throat. He asked, "Do you think I'll find the
Cookie Monster down there?" Again, the little girl was silent. Then the
doctor put a stethoscope to her chest. As he listened to her heart beat, he
asked, "Do you think I'll hear Barney in there?" "Oh, no!" the little girl
replied. "Jesus is in my heart. Barney's on my underpants."
As I was driving home from work one day, I stopped to watch a local Little
League baseball game that was being played in a park near my home. As I sat
down behind the bench on the first-base line, I asked one of the boys what the
score was. "We're behind 14 to nothing," he answered with a smile. "Really,"
I said. "I have to say you don't look very discouraged." "Discouraged?" the
boy asked with a puzzled look on his face. "Why should we be discouraged? We
haven't been up to bat yet."
Whenever I'm disappointed with my spot in life, I stop and think about little
Jamie Scott. Jamie was trying out for a part in a school play. His mother
told me that he'd set his heart on being in it, though she feared he would not
be chosen. On the day the parts were awarded, I went with her to collect him
after school. Jamie rushed up to her, eyes shining with pride and
excitement. "Guess what Mom," he shouted, and then said those words that will
remain a lesson to me: "I've been chosen to clap and cheer."
An Eye Witness Account from New York City on a cold day in December some years
ago: A little boy of about 10 years old was standing before a shoe store on the roadway, barefooted, peering through the window and shivering with cold. A lady approached the boy and said, "My little fellow, why are you looking so
earnestly in that window?" "I was asking God to give me a pair of shoes," was
the boy's reply. The lady took him by the hand and went into the store and
asked the clerk to get half a dozen pairs of socks for the boy. She then asked
if he could give her a basin of water and a towel. He quickly brought them to
her. She took the little fellow to the back part of the store and, removing
her gloves, knelt down, washed his little feet, and dried them with a towel.
By this time, the clerk had returned with the socks. Placing a pair upon the
boy's feet, she purchased him a pair of shoes. She tied up the remaining pairs
of socks and gave them to him. She patted him on the head and said, "No doubt,
my little fellow, you feel more comfortable now?" As she turned to go, the
astonished lad caught her by the hand and looking up in her face, with tears
in his eyes, answered the question with these words: "Are you God's Wife?" |