Prayer Time
During the minister’s prayer one Sunday, there was a loud whistle from one of the back pews.
Gary’s mother was horrified. She pinched him into silence, and after church, asked: “Gary, whatever made you do such a thing?”
Gary answered soberly: “I asked God to teach me to whistle . . . and He just then did!”
Johnny had been misbehaving and was sent to his room. After a while he emerged and informed his mother that he had thought it over and then said a prayer.
“Fine,” said the pleased mother. “If you ask God to help you not misbehave, He will help you.”
“Oh, I didn’t ask Him to help me not misbehave,” said Johnny. “I asked Him to help you put up with me.”
