Bobby heard his mother tell his dad that she wanted a birthday gift this year that would go from zero to 200 in six seconds and to be shiny. That night in his prayers he said the following.
Please give me enough money so I can buy my mom a new bathroom scale for her birthday.
My parents take me to St. Lorenz Church in Frankenmuth. You sure do live in a big house. Thank you that I don’t have to change the light bulbs.
Would you please teach me how to meditate? I want to learn how to listen hard. It will be better than doing nothing.
In Jesus name I pray,
I pray that you would forgive me for being late for Sunday school. I’m so sorry but I couldn’t find my underwear.
I don’t think you were listening when I prayed and I asked you to make me a better baseball player. So I am sending you a letter by mail so you can read it again and again and again when you have time. I’m including my picture so you will know who I am.
Your good friend,
My family is going to take a summer vacation beginning this Friday. We won’t be in church for awhile. I hope you will be there when we get back. When do you take your vacation?
Bobby was holding a sheet of paper when his father came into his bedroom for evening prayers. Bobby excitedly showed his father the paper on which he had written out his prayers for that day. Then he asked his father; “Does God have a fax machine?”
Bobby was praying before his meal at school.
A friend was teasing him about praying.
Bobby asked; "Are you a Christian?"
His friend answered; “Yes.”
Bobby said; “Then you must be in His secret service.”
Billy: “If you asked your grandpa for a dollar and prayed to God for a dollar, how much would you have?”
Bobby: “One dollar.”
Billy: “You don’t know your math.”
Bobby: “You don’t know my grandpa.”
Bobby was visiting Jerusalem with his parents. He sees an old Jewish man praying at the wall. Bobby introduces himself and says: "You come every day to the wall. What are you praying for?"
The old man replies: "In the morning I pray for world peace, then I pray for the brotherhood of man. I go home, have a glass of tea, and I come back to the wall to pray for the removal of illness and disease from the earth."
Bobby is amazed at the old man's sincerity. "You mean you have been coming to the wall to pray every day for these things?"
The old man replies: "Maybe twenty, twenty-five years."
Bobby finally asks: "How does it feel to come and pray every day for over 20 years for these things?"
"The old man replies. "It feels like I'm talking to a wall."