Suffer the little ones

A little girl, dressed in her Sunday best, was running as fast as she could, trying not to be late for Bible class. As she ran she prayed, "Dear Lord, please don't let me be late! Dear Lord, please don't let me be late!" As she was running and praying, she tripped on a curb and fell, getting her clothes dirty and tearing her dress. She got up, brushed herself off, and started running again. As she ran she once again began to pray, "Dear Lord, please don't let me be late....But please don't shove me either!"

A little boy was overheard praying: "Lord, if You can't make me a better boy, don't worry about it. I'm having a real good time like I am!"

Three little boys were in the schoolyard bragging about their fathers. The first boy said, "My dad scribbles a few words on a piece of paper, he calls it a poem and they give him £50." The second boy replies, "That's nothing. My dad scribbles a few words on a piece of paper, he calls it a song, they give him £500." Then the third boy contributes, "I have got you both beat. My dad scribbles a few words on a piece of paper, calls it a sermon, and it takes eight men to collect all the money!"