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I got this from another board I visit:

Little Leroy came into the kitchen where his mother was making dinner. His birthday was coming up and he thought this was a good time to tell his Mother what he wanted.

"Mom, I want a bike for my birthday." Little Leroy was a bit of a troublemaker He had gotten into trouble at school and at home. Leroy's mother asked him if he thought he deserved to get a bike for his birthday. "Of course", he said.

Leroy's mother, being a Christian woman, wanted him to reflect on his behavior over the last year. "Go to your room , Leroy, and think about how you have behaved this year. Then write a letter to God and tell him why you deserve a bike for your birthday."

Little Leroy stomped up the steps to his room and sat down to write God a letter.

Letter 1

Dear God,

I have been a very good boy this year and I would like a bike for my birthday. I want a red one.

Your friend,

Leroy.

Leroy knew that it was not true. He had not been a good boy this year, so he tore it up and started over.

Letter 2

Dear God,

I have been an OK boy this year. I still would like a bike for my birthday.

Leroy.

Leroy knew he could not send this letter to God either. So, Leroy wrote a third letter.

Letter 3

Dear God,

I know I haven't been a good boy this year. I am very sorry I will be a good boy if you just send me a bike for my birthday. Please!

Thank you,

Leroy.

Leroy knew that it was not true. By now he was very upset. He went downstairs and told his mother that he needed to go to

church.

She thought her plan had worked.

" Just be home for dinner," she told him. Leroy walked down the street to the church on the corner.

He went to the altar. Leroy looked around to see if anyone was looking as he bent down and picked up a statue of the Virgin Mary.

He slipped it up under his shirt and ran out the church going back home. He ran to his room and shut the door. Leroy began to write his letter to God.

Letter 4

Dear God,

I got your mama.

If you want to see her again, send the bike.

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Too funny, Dooj!!!

Over Christmas I took the boys for a drive to see all of the decorated houses. One of the houses had a nativity scene in front of it. Jacob got all excited and said "Look mom, there's God with his parents!"

Now I know there are some who won't get why that amuses me and there are others who would be offended by it, but I say "out of the mouths of babes . . . " This is a child who has not attended a Christian church of any sort since he was about a year old.

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Too funny, Dooj!!!

Over Christmas I took the boys for a drive to see all of the decorated houses. One of the houses had a nativity scene in front of it. Jacob got all excited and said "Look mom, there's God with his parents!"

Now I know there are some who won't get why that amuses me and there are others who would be offended by it, but I say "out of the mouths of babes . . . " This is a child who has not attended a Christian church of any sort since he was about a year old.

Hoping my son grows up to have the same excitement for the things of God!!

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I reemmber going to some holy roller church in twi daze ... they did the dancing in the aisles and slain in the spirit ... a little kid in front of me was drawing and he had pictures of ghosts ...and I think the cross or something. I figured he was discerning spirits LOL (ghosts like at the bottom of this picture ...)

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But here is another story ...

Little Tony was staying with his grandmother for a few days.

He'd been playing outside with the other kids for a while when he came

into the house and asked,

"Grandma, what's it called when two people sleep in the same room and

one is on top of the other?"

She was little taken aback, but decided to just tell him the truth.

"It's called sexual intercourse, honey."

Little Tony said, "Oh, ok.",

and went back outside to play with the other kids.

A few minutes later he came back in and said angrily,

"Grandma, it isn't called sexual intercourse.

It's called Bunk Beds.

And Jimmy's Mom wants to talk to you."

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