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Meeting God

Finding 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 old man. He was
sitting in the park just staring at 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 old man
looked hungry, so he offered him a Twinkie.

He gratefully accepted it and smiled at him. His smile was so
pleasant that the boy wanted to see it again, so he offered him
a root beer.

Again, he 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 old man, and gave him a hug.
He 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 old 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."

~Author Unknown~


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