Little Johnny 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.
Dear Jesus,
I've been a good boy this year and would appreciate a new bicycle.
Your Friend,
Little Johnny
Now, 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.
Dear Jesus,
I've been an OK boy this year and I want a new bicycle.
Yours Truly,
Little Johnny
Well, Little Johnny knew this wasn't totally honest so he tore it up and
tried again.
Dear Jesus,
I've thought about being a good boy this year and can I have a new bicycle?
Signed,
Little Johnny
Well, 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. He 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.
Jesus,
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 a bike.
Signed,
You know who
- Author Unknown -
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