Two Little Boys
Two little boys, ages 8 and 10, were excessively
mischievous. They were always getting into trouble and their
parents knew all about it.
If any mischief occurred in their town, the two boys were
probably involved.
The boys’ mother heard that a preacher in town had been
successful in disciplining children, so she asked if he would speak
with her boys.
The preacher agreed, but he asked to see them individually.
So the mother sent the 8 year old first, in the morning, with the
older boy to see the preacher in the afternoon.
The preacher, a huge man with a booming voice, sat the
younger boy down and asked him sternly, ‘Do you know where God is,
son?’
The boy’s mouth dropped open, but he made no response,
sitting there wide-eyed with his mouth hanging open.
So the preacher repeated the question in an even sterner
tone, ‘Where is God?’
Again, the boy made no attempt to answer. The preacher
raised his voice even more and shook his finger in the boy’s face
and bellowed, ‘Where is God?’
The boy screamed and bolted from the room, ran directly
home and dove into his closest, slamming the door behind him.
When his older brother found him in the closet, he asked,
‘What happened?’
The younger brother, gasping for breath, replied, ‘We are
in BIG trouble this time,’ (I just LOVE reading this next line
again and again:)
‘GOD is missing, and they think we did it!’