WHERE GOD AIN’T
He was just a little lad, and on a certain Sunday,
was wandering home from Sunday School
and dawdling on his way.
He scuffed his shoes into the grass;
he found a caterpillar;
he found a fluffy milkweed pod
and blew out all the “filler.”
A bird’s nest in the tree o’erhead,
so wisely placed and high
was yet another wonder
that caught his eager eye.
A neighbor watched his zig-zag course and hailed him from the lawn,
he asked him where he’d been that day
and what was going on.
“Oh, I’ve been to Sunday School.”
He carefully turned the sod
and found a snail beneath it.
“I’ve learned about our God.”
“M’m, a very fine way,” the neighbor said,
“for a boy to spend his time.
If you’ll tell me where your great God is,
I’ll give you…
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