A three-year-old went with his dad to see a litter of kittens. On returning
home, he breathlessly informed his mother there were two boy kittens and two
girl kittens. "How did you know?" his mother asked. "Daddy picked them up and
looked underneath," he replied. "I think it's printed on the bottom."
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Another three-year old put his shoes on by himself. His mother noticed the
left was on the right foot. She said, "Son, your shoes are on the wrong feet."
He looked up at her with a raised brow and said, "Don't kid me, Mom. I KNOW
they're my feet."
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A mother and her young son returned from the grocery store and began putting
away the groceries. The boy opened the box of animal crackers and spread them
all over the table. "What are you doing?" his mother asked. "The box says you
can't eat them if the seal is broken," the boy explained. "I'm looking for the
seal."
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"Can people predict the future with cards? My mother can. Yeah, she takes one
look at my report card and tells me what will happen when my father gets
home."
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A father was reading Bible stories to his young son. He read, "The man named
Lot was warned to take his wife and flee out of the city, but his wife looked
back and was turned to salt." His son asked, "What happened to the flea?"
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Mikey's Thot for the Day:
How is it one careless match can start a forest fire, but it takes a whole box
to start a barbecue?
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
--Selected from Mikey's Funnies.
Some years ago on a hot summer day in south Florida, a little boy decided to
go for a swim in the old swimming hole behind his house. In a hurry to dive
into the cool water, he ran out the back door, leaving behind shoes, socks,
and shirt as he went. He flew into the water, not realizing that as he swam
toward the middle of the lake, an alligator was swimming toward the shore.
His mother in the house was looking out the window saw the two as they got
closer and closer together. In utter fear, she ran toward the water, yelling
to her son as loudly as she could.
Hearing her voice, the little boy became
alarmed and made a U-turn to swim to his mother. It was too late. Just as he
reached her, the alligator reached him. From the dock, the mother grabbed
her little boy by the arms just as the alligator snatched his legs.
That
began an incredible tug-of-war between the two. The alligator was much
stronger than the mother, but the mother was much too passionate to let go.
A farmer hap! pened to drive by, heard her screams, raced from his truck,
took aim and shot the alligator.
Remarkably, after weeks and weeks in the hospital, the little boy survived.
His legs were extremely scarred by the vicious attack of the animal, and, on
his arms, were deep scratches where his mother's fingernails dug into his
flesh in her effort to hang on to the son she loved. The newspaper reporter
who interviewed the boy after the trauma, asked if he would show him his
scars. The boy lifted his pant legs. And then, with obvious pride, he said
to the reporter, "But look at my arms. I have great scars on my arms, too. I
have them because my Mom wouldn't let go."
You and I can identify with that little boy. We have scars, too. No, not
from an alligator, or anything quite so dramatic, but the scars of a painful
past. Some of those scars are unsightly and have caused us deep regret.
But, some wounds, my friend, are because God has refused to let go. In the
midst of your struggle, He's been there holding on to you. The Scriptures
teaches that God loves you. You are a child of God. He wants to protect you
and provide for you in every way. But sometimes we foolishly wade into
dangerous situations. The swimming hole of life is filled with peril - and
we forget that the enemy is waiting to attack. That's when the tug-of-war
begins and if you have the scars of His love on your arms be very, very
grateful.
He did not - and will not let you go.
--Author unknown. Found circulating the Web via email.
