A pastor loved telling stories to the children in his congregation. He’d call the children up to the front of the church, they’d sit on the floor, and he’d tell them a story. One day he said, “Boys and girls, I want to tell you a story about someone who likes to live in the woods, but sometimes we can see him in our own yard. Anybody have any idea who I am talking about?”
No takers. He said, “I want to tell you about a creature that lives in the woods and sometimes in our yards, has a big bushy tail, and likes to eat nuts. Anybody have any idea what I’m talking about?”
No takers. He said, “I’m talking about a creature that lives in the woods, sometimes visits our yard, has a big bushy tail, eats nuts, like to climb trees, and jumps from tree to tree. Now does anybody know what I’m talking about?”
Wanting to take the pastor out of his misery, a boy raised his hand. The pastor said, “Do you know what I’m thinking about?”
“Well, I know the answer should be Jesus, but it sounds like a squirrel to me.”
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