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Little Guy got up early Sunday morning and put on his very best collar. He smoothed down his fluffy hair and stood waiting patiently until Mama got up. Mama doesn't get up too early. She doesn't like mornings until she's had a cup of coffee. Little Guy waited until she'd finished her coffee.

Little Guy wanted to go to church. He watched Mama get ready every Sunday morning, then she climbed into the car and off she went. Little Guy always had to stay home with his sisters. He didn't want to stay home anymore. He wanted to go to church.

Little Guy told Mama he wanted to go to church and be a Christian. She looked down at him and smiled.
"There's more to being a Christian than just going to church," she explained.

"Teach me how to be a Christian," he pleaded. "I'm really smart. I can sit. And I can chase rabbits. And I help Granddaddy with the cows. I can learn how to be a Christian. Please, please,please."

Mama gathered Little Guy on her lap. "Do you know who Jesus is," she asked.

He nodded. Little Guy knew all about Jesus. "He's God's son," he answered promptly. "We celebrate His birthday every Christmas."

"That's right." Mama smiled. "Jesus came to teach us about God and the proper way to live."

"He loves all of us, doesn't He, Mama," Little Guy asked.

"Yes, he does," she answered. "He loves us so much that He died for us, so that we could live forever."

"He died for us?" Little Guy's mouth trembled and he thought about crying. Except big boys didn't cry, did they?

"See, Little Guy, we're all sinners. Every one of us. We do things we shouldn't do. Say things we shouldn't say. Want things we shouldn't have."

"Like when I want Sunshine's cookie," Little Guy asked.

"That's a really good example," Mama said. "Because we're sinners we can't go into God's presence. Somebody had to pay the price for all our sins. That person was Jesus. He took all our sins on Himself and died on the cross."

"I bet that hurt a lot," Little Guy said.

"I'm sure it did," Mama said. "But Jesus did it because He loves us all so very much. The Bible tells us that all who believe that Jesus is God's son, and that He died for us on the cross, will live forever with God."

"I want to live forever," Little Guy said.

"Do you believe in Jesus. " Mama asked.

Little Guy nodded solemnly.

"Do you believe He died on the cross to take away our sins?"

Little Guy nodded again.

"Then let's pray and you can tell God how you feel. Just tell Him that you know you're a sinner and that you know Jesus is His son and that He died for you so you could live forever with Him."

"But what if I don't say it right," Little Guy asked.

"God knows our hearts, Little Guy. He'll know exactly what you mean."

Little Guy bowed his head and prayed to God. When he was done, he looked at Mama and smiled. "Mama, can I go to church with you today?"

She laughed. "Let's go, Little Guy. We don't want to be late."


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