Dear Jesus
Little Johnny went to his mother demanding a new bicycle.
His mother decided that he should take a look at himself and
the way he acts. She said, "Well Johnny, it isn't Christmas
and we don't have the money to just go out and buy you
anything you want. So why don't you write a letter to Jesus
and pray for one instead."
After his temper tantrum his mother sent him to his room. He
finally sat down to write a letter to Jesus.
Dear Jesus,
I've been a good boy this year and would appreciate a new
bicycle.
Your Friend,
Johnny
Now Johnny knew that Jesus really knew what kind of boy he
was (a brat), so he ripped up the letter and decided to give
it another try.
Dear Jesus,
I've been an OK boy this year and I want a new bicycle.
Yours truly,
Johnny
Well, Johnny knew this wasn't totally honest so he tore it
up and tried again.
Dear Jesus,
I've thought about being a good boy this year and can I have
a bicycle?
Johnny
Well Johnny looked deep down in his heart, which by the way
was what his mother really wanted. He knew he had been
terrible and was deserving of almost nothing. He crumpled up
the letter, threw it in the trash can and went running out of
the house. He aimlessly wandered about depressed
because of the way he treated his parents and really
considered his actions. He finally found himself in front of
a Catholic church. Johnny went
inside and knelt down, looking around, not knowing what he
should really do.
Johnny finally got up and began to walk out the door and was
looking at all the statues. All of a sudden he grabbed a
statue of the Virgin Mary and ran out the door.
He went home, hit the statue under his bed and wrote this
letter:
Jesus,
I've got your mamma. If you ever want to see her again, give
me a bike.
You know who
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