Trouble Makers…
In a certain suburban neighborhood, there were two brothers, 8 and 10
years old, who were exceedingly mischievous. Whenever something went
wrong in the neighborhood, it turned out they had a hand in it. Their
parents were at their wits’ end trying to control them. Hearing about a
minister nearby who worked with delinquent boys, the mother suggested to
the father that they ask the minister to talk with the boys. The father
agreed.The mother went to the minister and made her request. He agreed, but
said he wanted to see the younger boy first and alone. So the mother sent
him to the minister. The minister sat the boy down on the other side of
his huge, impressive desk. For about five minutes they just sat and
stared at each other.Finally, the minister pointed his forefinger at the boy and asked,
“Where is God?”The boy looked under the desk, in the corners of the room, all around,
but said nothing.Again, louder, the minister pointed at the boy and asked, “Where is God?”
Again the boy looked all around but said nothing.
A third time, in a louder, firmer voice, the minister leaned far across
the desk and put his forefinger almost to the boy’s nose, and asked
“Where is God?”The boy panicked and ran all the way home. Finding his older brother, he
dragged him upstairs to their room and into the closet, where they
usually plotted their mischief. He finally said, “We are in B-I-I-I-I-G
trouble now!”The older boy asked, “What do you mean, B-I-I-I-I-G trouble?”
His brother replied, “God is missing and they think we did it.”
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