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Wet Pants

Discussion in 'Inspirational Stories' started by Aman Singh, May 11, 2016.

  1. Aman Singh

    Aman Singh
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    Come with me to a third grade classroom... There is a nine-year-old kidsitting at his desk and all of a sudden, there is a puddle between hisfeet and the front of his pants are wet. He thinks his heart is going to stop because he cannot possibly imagine how this has happened. It'snever happened before, and he knows that when the boys find out he willnever hear the end of it. When the girls find out, they'll never speak tohim 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 hereyes that says he has been discovered. As the teacher is walking toward him, a classmate named Susie is carryinga goldfish bowl that is filled with water. Susie trips in front of theteacher 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 areon their hands and knees cleaning up around his desk. The sympathy iswonderful. But as life would have it, the ridicule that should have beenhis has been transferred to someone else - Susie. She tries to help, but they tell her to get out. You've done enough, you Clumsy girl!"

    Finally, at the end of the day, as they are waiting for the bus, the boywalks 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 a place of worship doesn't make you a good person 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.

    *We make a Living by what we get; we make a Life by what we give*.
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