Friday, June 09, 2006
From dust ... to dust
After church, Jimmy tells his parents he has to go and talk to the priest right away. They agree and the priest greets the family. "I heard you say today that our bodies came from the dust." "That's right, Johnny, I did." "And I heard you say that when we die, our bodies go back to dust." "Yes, I'm glad you were listening. Why do you ask?" "Well you better come over to our house right away and look under my bed because there's someone either coming or going!"
Monday, June 05, 2006
One day, I saw two little girls crying a lot on a bench in the park. Thinking they might be hurt, I went over and asked them. "Are you all right?" Still crying, one girl showed me her doll and said, "My baby's arm came off." I took the doll from the girl and soon fixed her arm. "Thank you." came a whisper. Next, I asked her friend, "and what's the matter with you, young lady?" She wiped her cheeks and said, "I was helping her cry."