One summer evening, during a violent thunderstorm, =
my wife was tucking our small son into bed. She was about to turn off =
the light when he asked with a tremor in his voice, "Mommy, will =
you sleep in here with me tonight?"
The =
mother smiled and gave him a reassuring hug. "I can’t dear," =
she said. "You know I’m married and I need to sleep with =
Daddy."
A long =
silence was broken at last by a shaken little voice saying, "The =
big sissy."
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Dr Bob Griffin =
[email protected] www.grif.net =
"Jesus Knows Me, This I =
Love!"