What Children Say About Heaven
Mom, God's so neat, and heaven's supposed to be so great. Could
me and Gloria go there Saturday for a sleep-over?
Our seven-year-old daughter, Clarisa, was not really excited about
going to Sunday school, but her little friend talked her into it.
After the first class, at lunch she said, "I like my teacher, and
she said if I come to Sunday school every Sunday, she'll show me
how I can get a free trip to heaven."
My three-year-old granddaughter, Morgan, came over one day and
looked around the room and asked, "Where's Grandpa?"
I answered, "He's in heaven."
Surprised, she looked at me and said, "Still?"
I know what heaven is like, because I was there. God makes people
when He thinks of them, and then they wait to be born.
Our six-year-old, Rachel, prayed, "God, they keep telling us You
love us kids. But I'm wondering: If You know my older brother, do
You think he'll ever get to heaven?"
Grandma's gone to heaven, and she'll be happy there, because
there's a Dairy Queen (A Tesas Stop Sign, That Is) everywhere.
When Jenny was four, she asked, "Does heaven have a floor?"
Surprised, I said, "Well, Jenny, what do you think heaven is
She looked up at the sky and clouds and replied, "Well, I can't
see any floor, so I guess people are just up there on coat
I told nine-year-old Heather that someday we would have glorified
bodies. She asked, "Do you think we'll look like Barbie?"
One day my five-year-old grandson, Brett, who frequently went
fishing with his dad, told his mother, "If Grandma's going to
heaven with us, God had better have a pretty big fishing rod to
haul her in!"
[ Author Unknown -- from 'Colorado Comments' ]
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