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| Where God Is |
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Where God
Is
There was a
little boy,
On the week's
first day,
Coming home from
school
And wandering on
the way.
He scuffed his
shoes into the grass
And found a
caterpillar.
He found a fluffy
milkweed pod
And blew out the
filler.
A bird's nest in a
tree above,
So wisely placed
on high
Was just another
wonder
That caught his
eye.
A neighbor watched
his crooked course
And hailed him
from the lawn.
He asked him where
he'd been that day
And what was going
on.
"I've been to Sunday
School," he said
as he turned a
piece of sod,
and picking up a
worm, he smiled,
"I've learned a
lot from God!"
"That's a fine
way," the neighbor said,
"For a boy to
spend his time.
"Now if you can
tell me where God is,
I'll give you a
brand new dime."
Quick as a flash
the answer came,
The boy said
without complaint,
"I'll give you a
dollar, Mister,
If you can tell me
where God ain't!"
~Author Unknown~
Mary had a little Lamb,
His fleece was white as snow.
And everywhere that Mary went,
The Lamb was sure to go.
He followed her to school each day,
T'wasn't even in the rule.
It made the children laugh and play,
To have a Lamb at school.
And then the rules all changed one day,
Illegal it became;
To bring the Lamb of God to school,
Or even speak His Name!
Every day got worse and worse,
And days turned into years.
Instead of hearing children laugh,
We heard gun shots and tears.
What must we do to stop the crime,
That's in our schools today?
Let's let the Lamb come back to school,
And teach our kids to pray!