Fun With Kids

Today, I have listed a couple of stories about kids, I hope you enjoy them.

It is empty
A little girl went up to her mother one day while holding her stomach saying, “Mommy, my stomach hurts.” Her mother replied, “That’s because it’s empty, you have to put something into it!”
That night the Evangelist came over for dinner. The Evangelist began to feel bad. Holding his head he said, “I have such a terrible headache!”
The little girl looked up at him giving him the sweetest smile that any little child could give. Then she said,
“That’s because it’s empty, you have to put something into it!”

The teacher who was helping one of her kindergarten students put on his boots.
He had asked for help and she could see why. With her pulling and him pushing, the boots still didn’t want to go on. When the second boot was on, she had worked up a sweat. She almost whimpered when the little boy said, “Teacher, they’re on the wrong feet.” She looked and sure enough, they were.
It wasn’t any easier pulling the boots off than it was putting them on. She managed to keep her cool as together they worked to get the boots back on, this time on the right feet. He then announced, “These aren’t my boots.”
She bit her tongue and nicely said, “Why didn’t you say so?”
Once again she struggled to help him pull the ill-fitting boots off. He then said, “They’re my brother’s boots. My Mom made me wear them.”
She didn’t know if she should laugh or cry. She mustered up the grace and courage she had left to wrestle the boots on his feet again. She said, “Now, where are your mittens?”
He said, “I stuffed them in the toes of my boots…”

Young Hearts

Today, I got to spend some time with the grandkids it was a good day. Eli wanted to help me put together his little toy shelf. He would hold the pieces, while I put the screws in them, remember he is sixteen months. Maybe I am just a proud Papa. And of course T.K. and Morlie was as cute as can be. When you get all three together it does not take long to see that there is a big different between boys and girls.
Eli would run into the door frame, fall over the toys, bump his head and just keep going. The girls would just slightly bump into anything then they would cry for a few minutes and want a hug and kiss, mostly from Nana.
Not only are boys and girls different all of a poured from our own mold. We are shaped by the people that raise us and teach us. While I believe the Bible clearly teaches that the boys are the stronger of the sexes, we must help the boys to be more aware of being a little tender and the girls a little tuffer.
1 Peter 3: 7 Likewise, ye husbands, dwell with them according to knowledge, giving honour unto the wife, as unto the weaker vessel, and as being heirs together of the grace of life; that your prayers be not hindered.
Jude 1:22 22And of some have compassion, making a difference:
I am almost reminded of a song about our impact of the life of people.

I took a piece of plastic clay
And idly fashioned it one day-
And as my fingers pressed it, still
It moved and yielded to my will.

I came again when days were past
The bit of clay was hard at last.
The form I gave it, still it bore,
And I could change that form no more!

I took a piece of living clay,
And gently fashioned it day by day,
And molded with my power and art
A young child’s soft and yielding heart.

I came again when years were gone:
It was a man I looked upon.
He still that early impress bore,
And I could fashion it never more.

White As Snow

Let it snow! Sunday morning we had a rare privilege of snow here in Palmetto, Georgia. And because most of us Southerners do not drive in ice very well, we did not have an evening service, another rare event. Most of us older kids enjoyed the beauty and tossed a few friendly snowballs. I am sure that the real young people made snowmen and did some sliding down even the smallest hill.
As we drove home even normally unkempt yards were beautifully covered with a clean blanket of pure white snow. In our yard the mounts of wood chips, from recently removed trees, looked like mini ski slopes. I was reminded of how our live before Christ was filled with all kinds of junk but now we are covered with the precious blood of Jesus. The rare snow here in Palmetto is just a reminder of  the change in our lives after we are saved.

Psalm 51:7 Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean: wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.
Isaiah 1:18 Come now, and let us reason together, saith the LORD: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.