Sometimes kids have a way of putting things right in our very mixed up world. One little fellow gave this advice: "If you are going down the wrong road, make a right turn." A little adopted girl grew tired of being teased at school. One day she blurted this one out: "At least my parents chose me but yours are just stuck with you." One eight year old girl warned her friends: "When a person gets kissed for the first time, they fall down, and they don't get up for at least an hour." Another young lady gave her insight: "Dates are for having fun, and people should use them to get to know one another. Even boys have something to say if you listen long enough." A little smarty explained why he was late to his teacher: "I would have made it sooner but I came upon a sign that said School Ahead Go Slow." One little guy became frustrated when told over and over again that he should be good. He asked what would happen if he became gooder and gooder. His mom told him he would become an angel. The little guy became very sullen: "But I don't want to be an angel, I want to drive a train." Out of the mouth of babes.
Maybe the preceding paragraph can be utilized as a laugh break. We do need one now and then, especially in a world where so much sadness seems to dominate. There is hope. In connection with our being daily bombarded with bad stuff, I thought about this portion from the 94th Division of the Psalms:
16 "Who will rise up for me against the evildoers?
Who will stand up for me against the workers of iniquity?
17 Unless the Lord had been my help,
My soul would soon have settled in silence.
18 If I say, “My foot slips,”
Your mercy, O Lord, will hold me up.
19 In the multitude of my anxieties within me,
Your comforts delight my soul."
Who will stand up for me against the workers of iniquity?
17 Unless the Lord had been my help,
My soul would soon have settled in silence.
18 If I say, “My foot slips,”
Your mercy, O Lord, will hold me up.
19 In the multitude of my anxieties within me,
Your comforts delight my soul."
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