Sunday, July 5, 2009

Inspirational Sunday

Was sent this in an email. Thought it was a really nice Inspirational Sunday Story.

WET PANTS

Come
with me to a third grade classroom......
There is a nine -year-old kid sitting at his desk and all of a sudden, there is a puddle between his feet and the front of his pants are wet. He thinks his heart is going to stop because he cannot possibly imagine how this hashappened. It's never happened before, and he knows that when the boys find out he will never hear the end of it. When the girls find out, they'll never speak to him again as long as he lives...


The boy
believes his heart is going to stop;he puts his head down and prays this prayer,'Dear God, this is an emergency! I need help now! Five minutes from now I'm dead meat.'


He looks
up from his prayer and here comes the teacher with a look in her eyes that says he has been discovered.


As the teacher
is walking toward him, a classmate named Susie is carrying a goldfish bowl that is filled with water. Susie trips in front of the teacher and inexplicably dumps the bowl of water in the boy's lap.

The boy
pretends to be angry, but all the while is saying to himself, Thank you, Lord! Thank you, Lord!'


Now all
of a sudden, instead of being the object of ridicule, the boy is the object of sympathy. The teacher rushes him downstairs and gives him gym shorts to put on while his pants dry out. All the other children are on their hands and knees cleaning up around his desk. The sympathy is wonderful . But as life would have it, the ridicule that should have been his has been transferred to someone else - Susie.


She
tries to help, but they tell her to get out.
"You've done enough, you klutz!"


Finally,
at the end of the day, as they are waiting for the bus, the boy walks over to Susie
and whispers,
'You did that on purpose, didn't you?'
Susie whispers back,
'I wet my pants once too..'


May God
help us see the opportunities that are
always around us to do good...


Remember.......
Just going to church doesn't make you a Christian any more than standing in your garage makes you a car..


Each and
everyone one of us is going through tough times right now, but God is getting ready to bless you in a way that only He can. Keep the faith.

13 comments:

  1. This is a beautiful story Audrey! Thanks for posting :) Not only is this a story about compassion, but also about how our prayers aren't always answered the way we might expect them to be.

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  2. You don't know how much I needed that today, thanks.

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  3. Such a sweet story...I wish more kids were like this! God Bless!

    Thanks so much for posting :)

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  4. That is a really great story, it made me smile.

    I also keep meaning to tell you that I just love the quote on your blog...it makes me laugh every time.

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  5. This is a sweet story and I loved it.
    Are you a Joyce Meyer fan? I listen to her often and she is always comparing Christianity and church with a car and the garage.
    You have such a lovely blog.
    Christine

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  6. Precious story! Thanks for sharing. ♥

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  7. Thank you so much for sharing your beautiful story.

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  8. Random acts of kindness - thanks for sharing this wonderful story!!

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  9. Thanks for your comment on my blog, love your blog page too!!! Great story!
    Janine

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  10. Beautiful post thank-you for sharing !

    Hugs
    Renae

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  11. Yet again, a beautiful message that I totally needed to hear. You never fail me, girl!! Thanks for all the good stuff you bring to us on Sundays (and every other day).

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  12. Always nice to read about inspirational moments, especially involving children because a lot of the time they seem so much more willing to help each other than us adults. We should definitely take lessons from them. Thanks for sharing this!

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