|He was just a little boy, on a week's first day.
He was wandering home from Sunday School, and dawdling on the way.
He scuffed his shoes into the grass; he found a caterpiller,
He found a fluffy milkweed pod and blew out all the "filler".
|A bird's nest in a tree overhead, so wisely placed on high,
Was just another wonder that caught his eager eye.
A neighbor watched his zigzag course, and hailed him from the lawn,
And asked him where he'd been that day, and what was going on.
|"I've been to Bible School," he said, and turned a piece of sod.
He picked up a wiggly worm, replying, "I've learned a lot of God."
"M'm, very fine way," the neighbor said, "for a boy to spend his time.
If you'll tell me where God is, I'll give you a brand new dime."
|Quick as a flash the answer came! Nor were his accents faint,
"I'll give you a dollar, Mister, if you can tell me where God ain't."
|(more stories coming soon)|
|WHERE IS GOD?|