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A little boy wanted to meet =
God. He knew it must be a very long trip to where God lived, so he packed h=
is small bag with Twinkies and cans of root beer and started his journey.
When he had gone about three blocks, he=
met an old man. He was sitting in the park just staring at some pigeons. T=
he boy sat down next to him and opened his bag. He was about to take a drin=
k from his root beer when he noticed that the old man looked hungry, so he =
offered him a Twinkie. He gratefully accepted it and smiled at him. His smi=
le was so pleasant that the boy wanted to see it again, so he offered him a=
root beer.
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Again, he smiled at him. The=
boy was delighted! They sat there all afternoon eating and smiling, but th=
ey never said a word. As it grew dark, the boy realized how tired he was an=
d he got up to leave, but before he had gone more than a few steps, he turn=
ed around, ran back to the old man, and gave him a hug. He gave him his big=
gest smile ever.
When the boy opened the=
door to his own house a short time later, his mother was surprised by the =
look of joy on his face. She asked him, "What did you do today that ma=
de you so happy?"
He replied, &qu=
ot;I had lunch with God." But before his mother could respond, he adde=
d, "You know what? He’s got the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen!&q=
uot;
Meanwhile, the old man, also radian=
t with joy, returned to his home. His son was stunned by the look of peace =
on his face and he asked, "Dad, what did you do today that made you so=
happy?"
He replied, "I ate Tw=
inkies in the park with God." However, before his son responded, he ad=
ded, "You know, he’s much younger than I expected."
[Too often we underestimate the power of a smile, a k=
ind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of car=
ing.]
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Dr Bob Griffin =
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[email protected] www.grif.net
Continue steadfastly in prayer,
being watchful in it with thanksg=
iving.
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