WHEN MY GRANDSON CHRISTOPHER WAS SMALL, I WOULD
SPEND TIME TALKING TO HIM ABOUT THE HOLY SPIRIT AND
HOW THE HOLY SPIRIT LIVES WITHIN HIM. ONE DAY AFTER RE-
TURNING FROM A TRIP TO GERMANY, I PICKED UP CHRISTOPHER
AND TOOK HIM WITH ME TO RUN SOME ERRANDS. WHEN WE
ARRIVED AT MY OFFICE, THE SECRETARY GAVE HIM SOME
CHEWING GUM; THEN WE STOPPED AT THE TRAVEL AGENCY,
AND THE TRAVEL AGENT GAVE HIM SOME CANDY. AS WE
CROSSED THE PARKING LOT, I NOTICED HIS LITTLE CHEEKS
WERE SO STUFFED WITH GOODIES THAT HE LOOKED LIKE A
CHIPMUNK STORING UP FOR WINTER.
IT WAS A SCORCHING SUMMER DAY AND THE TEXAS SUN
HAD TURNED MY BORROWED CAR INTO A SLOW BAKING OVEN.
AS I BEGAN TO FASTEN CHRISTOPHER INTO HIS SEAT, I REALIZED
THAT NOT ONLY HAD ALL THE CANDY BEEN CONSUMED, BUT ALL
EVIDENCE OF THE GUM HAD ALSO DISAPPEARED. I THOUGHT.....
OH NO, I HOPE HE DIDN'T LEAVE THAT GUM ON THE SEAT OF MY
DEAR FRIEND'S NEW CAR!
I ASKED, "CHRISTOPHER, WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR CHEWING
GUM?"
HE REPLIED, "YOU KNOW."
TO WHICH I RESPONDED, "NO, I DON'T KNOW."
HE INSISTED AGAIN, "YES, YOU KNOW, NONNIE."
AND AGAIN I RESPONDED. "NO, CHRISTOPHER. I DON'T KNOW.
WHAT DID YOU DO WITH THAT GUM?"
"I SWALLOWED IT!" HE EXCLAIMED.
"WHY DID YOU DO THAT?" I ASKED.
HE INNOCENTLY EXPLAINED, "YOU SEE, NONNIE, JESUS LIVES
INSIDE OF ME AND HE WANTED TO CHEW IT FOR A WHILE.
YOU KNOW, NONNIE, SOMETIMES HE TALKS, SOMETIMES HE
SINGS AND SOMETIMES HE JUST WANTS TO CHEW GUM!"
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