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I loved this!
WET PANTS
Come with me to a third grade classroom..... There is a nine-year-old kid
sitting at his desk and all of a sudden, there is a puddle between his feet and
the front of his pants are wet. He thinks his heart is going to stop because he
cannot possibly imagine how this has happened.? It's never happened before, and
he knows that when the boys find out he will never hear the end of it. When the
girls find out, they'll never speak to him again as long as he lives.
The boy believes his heart is going to stop; he puts his head down and prays
this prayer, 'Dear God, this is an emergency! I need help now! Five minutes from
now I'm dead meat.'
He looks up from his prayer and here comes the teacher with a look in her eyes
that says he has been discovered.
As the teacher is walking toward him, a classmate named Susie is carrying a
goldfish bowl that is filled with water. Susie trips in front of the teacher and
inexplicably dumps the bowl of water in the boy's lap.
The boy pretends to be angry, but all the while is saying to himself, 'Thank
you, Lord! Thank you, Lord!'
Now all of a sudden, instead of being the object of ridicule, the boy is the
object of sympathy. The teacher rushes him downstairs and gives him gym shorts
to put on while his pants dry out. All the other children are on their hands and
knees cleaning up around his desk. The sympathy is wonderful. But as life would
have it, the ridicule that should have been his has been transferred to someone
else - Susie.
She tries to help, but they tell her to get out. You've done enough, you klutz!'
Finally, at the end of the day, as they are waiting for the bus, the boy walks
over to Susie and whispers, 'You did that on purpose, didn't you?' Susie
whispers back, 'I wet my pants once too.'
May God help us see the opportunities that are always around us to do good...
Remember.....Just going to church doesn't make you a Christian any more than
standing in your garage makes you a car.
Thursday, September 25, 2008
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3 comments:
I love that too! Great story, with a great moral.
That is a great story, but the whole time I was reading it, I thought it was TRUE! I thought you were writing about one of your kids.
Don't get me wrong, it was good, but I liked it even better when I thought it was about your kids!
Also, that last part made me laugh.
Nice!
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