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Mischievous Brothers
Two little boys, ages 8 and 10, are
excessively
mischievous. They are always getting into trouble and
their parents know all about it. If any mischief occurs
in their town, the two boys are 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.
GOD is missing, and they think we did it!
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PECANS IN THE CEMETERY
On the outskirts of a small town, there was a big, old pecan tree just inside the cemetery fence. One day, two boys filled up a bucketful of nuts and sat down by the tree, out of sight, and began dividing the nuts.
'One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me,'
said one boy. Several dropped and rolled down toward the fence.
Another boy came riding along the road on his bicycle. As he passed, he thought he heard voices from inside the cemetery. He slowed down to investigate. Sure enough, he heard, 'One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me.'
He just knew what it was. He jumped back on his bike and rode off. Just around the bend he met an old man with a cane, hobbling along.
'Come here quick,' said the boy, 'you won't believe what I heard! Satan and the Lord are down at the cemetery dividing up the souls..'
The man said, 'Beat it kid, can't you see it's hard for me to walk.' When the boy insisted though, the man hobbled slowly to the cemetery.
Standing by the fence they heard, 'One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me.'
The old man whispered, 'Boy, you've been telling' me the truth. Let's see if we can see the Lord.'
Shaking with fear, they peered through the fence, yet were still unable to see anything. The old man and the boy gripped the wrought iron bars of the fence tighter and tighter as they tried to get a glimpse of the Lord.
At last they heard, 'One for you, one for me. That's all. Now let's go get those nuts by the fence and we'll be done.'
They say the old man made it back to town a full 5 minutes ahead of the kid on the bike.
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