Monday, January 2, 2006
"I'm Going to Heaven on a Saturday"
The first time Jame's mother heard this very articulate tale of heaven and the blue farm he said he was going to live on, was when she had all three of her sons in a little antique/jewelry/knick-knack shop she'd been wanting to visit. The clerk had merely asked little James how he was doing that day when he launched into this story. When he said he would die on Saturday, she and his mother were startled. The clerk asked if he had picked up this "story" in Sunday School. His mother admitted he...
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"I'm Going to Die on Saturday"
Little James had been given wonderful gift. He knew when he was "going home" and didn't hesitate to tell anyone and everyone all about it. He described the angels, flying, and the beautiful blue everythings he would encounter there; blue horsies, blue chickens, a beautiful blue lake and so on. His favorite color was, you guessed it, BLUE! Most people, including his two older brothers and his parents, thought it was the ramblings of a not-so-typical four year old. In fact his father had told him...
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