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Having Lunch With God

A

little boy wanted to meet God. He knew it was a long trip to where God lived,

so he packed his suitcase with Twinkies and a six-pack of Root Beer and he

started his journey.

When he had gone about three blocks, he met an elderly man. The

man was sitting in the park just feeding some pigeons.

The boy sat down next to him and opened his suitcase. He was about

to take a drink from his root beer when he noticed that the man looked hungry,

so he offered him a Twinkie.

The man gratefully accepted it and smiled at boy. His smile was so

pleasant that the boy wanted to see it again, so he offered him a root beer.

Again, the man smiled at him. The boy was delighted! They sat

there all afternoon eating and smiling, but they never said a word.

As it grew dark, the boy realized how tired he was and he got up

to leave, but before he had gone more than a few steps, he turned around, ran

back to the man, and gave him a hug. The man gave him his biggest 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 made you so happy?

" He replied, " I had lunch with God. " But before his

mother could respond, he added, " You know what? God's got the most

beautiful smile I've ever seen! "

Meanwhile, the elderly man, also radiant 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 Twinkies in the park with God. "

However, before his son responded, he added, " You know, he's much younger

than I expected. "

Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a

listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of

which have the potential to turn a life around. People come into our lives for

a reason, a season, or a lifetime. Embrace all equally!

~author unknown~

, Mom to Phoebe 3 Ds and cystic

fibrosis, and Nolan 6, speech delay

Proud wife

to Steve,

the love of my life...

phoebe

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“A mind is a fire

to be kindled, not a vessel to be filled.”

—Plutarch (46-137), historian, biographer, essayist