Posted by: AJ the Irish Lass | July 30, 2007

Children in Church

A little boy was in a relative’s wedding.  As he was coming down the aisle, he would take two steps, stop, and turn to the crowd.

While facing the crowd, he would put his hands up like claws and

.roar. So it went, step, step, ROAR, step, step, ROAR, all the way

>down the aisle.  As you can imagine, the crowd was near tears from laughing so hard, by the time he reached the pulpit.

>When asked what he was doing, the child sniffed and said,”I was being the Ring Bear.”


>One Sunday in a Midwest City, a young child was “acting up” during the morning worship hour.  The parents did their best to maintain some sense of order in the pew but were losing the battle.

>Finally, the father picked the little fellow up and walked sternly

.up the aisle on his way out.  Just before reaching the safety of the foyer, the little one called loudly to the congregation, “Pray for me! Pray for me!”



>One particular four-year old prayed, “And forgive us our trash

>baskets as we forgive those who put trash in our baskets.”



>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




>A Sunday School teacher asked her little children, as they were on >the way to church service, “And why is it necessary to be quiet in church?”

>One bright little girl replied, “Because people are sleeping.”



>A little boy opened the big and old family Bible with

>fascination, looking at the old pages as he turned them.

>Then something fell out of the Bible.  He picked it up and looked at it closely. It was an old leaf from a tree that has been pressed in between the pages.

>”Mama, look what I found,” the boy called out.

>”What have you got there, dear?” his mother asked.

>With astonishment in the young boy’s voice he answered, “It’s Adam’s suit”.



>The preacher was wired for sound with a lapel mike, and

>as he preached, he moved briskly about the platform,

>jerking the mike cord s he went.  Then he moved to one

>side, getting wound up in the cord and nearly tripping

>before jerking it again.

>After several circles and jerks, a little girl in the third pew

>leaned toward her mother and whispered, “If he gets

>loose, will he hurt us?”



>Six-year old Angie, and her four-year old brother, Joel, were

>sitting together in church.

>Joel giggled, sang and talked out loud.

>Finally, his big sister had had enough. “You’re not supposed to talk out loud in church.”

>”Why? Who’s going to stop me?” Joel asked.

>Angie pointed to the back of the church and said, “See those two men standing by the door? They’re hushers.”



>My grandson was visiting one day when he asked ,

>”Grandma, do you know how you and God are alike?”

>I mentally polished my halo, while I asked, “No, how are we alike?”

>”You’re both old,” he replied.



>A ten-year old, under the tutelage of her grandmother, was becoming quite knowledgeable about the Bible.

>Then, one day, she floored her grandmother by asking, “Which Virgin was the mother of Jesus? The virgin Mary or the King James Virgin?”



>A Sunday school class was studying the Ten Commandments.  They were ready to discuss the last one.

>The teacher asked if anyone could tell her what it was.

>Susie raised her hand, stood tall, and quoted, “Thou

>shall not take the covers off the neighbor’s wife.”

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