went to his mother demanding a new bicycle. His
mother decided that he should take a look at
himself and the way he acts. She said, "Well
Johnny, it isn't Christmas and we don't have the
money to just go out and buy you anything you
want. So why don't you write a letter to Jesus
and pray for one instead." After his temper
tantrum, his mother sent him to his room. He
finally sat down to write a letter to Jesus.
I've been a good boy this year and would
appreciate a new bicycle.
Little Johnny knew that Jesus really knew what
kind of boy he was (a brat). So, he ripped up the
letter and decided to give it another try.
I've been an OK boy this year and I want a new
Little Johnny knew this wasn't totally honest so
he tore it up and tried again.
I've thought about being a good boy this year and
can I have a new bicycle?
Little Johnny looked deep down in his heart,
which by the way was what his mother was really
wanting. He crumpled up the letter and threw it
in the trash can and went running outside.
He aimlessly wandered about, depressed because of
the way he treated his parents and really
considering his actions. He finally found himself
in front of a Catholic Church.
Little Johnny went inside and knelt down, looking
around not knowing what he should really do.
Little Johnny finally got up and began to walk
out the door and was looking at all the statues.
All of a sudden he grabbed a small one and ran
out the door. He went home, hid it under his bed
and wrote this letter.
I've broken most of the Ten Commandments, shot
spit wads in school, tore up my sister's Barbie
doll and lots more. I'm desperate. I've got your
mama. If you ever want to see her again, give me
You know who
- AUTHOR UNKNOWN -
GOD'S LITTLE ACRE
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