A friend and reader of yesterday’s blog entry shares another funny kid story.  Keep ’em coming!


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  closet, 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 LOVE reading  this next  line again and again

‘GOD  is missing, and they think we did it!’