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 , 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 f or breath, replied, We are in BIG
trouble
this time.
(I just LOVE reading next line again and again)
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GOD is missing, and they think we did it!