Little Andy Talks with God
Jesus is Comin' Back!
Hi ya, Mr. God.
How do ya feel, taday?
I just wanna ask ya somethin',
If'n that's ok.
I heard daddy tell his friend
That Jesus is comin' back. He said
His friend says bad words, a lot.
I think his name is Fred.
Fred jest laughed at my daddy
An said, "That ain't true."
But, I know daddy don't lie.
So, I'm askin' you.
If'n that is true, I sure wish it is.
Tell Jesus he can stay with us.
We got a'nuff room for him an,
Boy, momma will really fuss.
He can sleep in my room.
He can have the top bunk
An we can watch TV, eat popcorn,
An lots of other junk.
Is he bringin' the angels, too?
They can stay in with little sis, I s'pose.
Momma's been askin' 'em to watch over her,
'Cause she got a cold on her nose.
Daddy says he will come on a big white horse.
Boy, that is so cool!
All the kids'll stop by here,
On their way ta school.
I dunno what angels eat.
Momma makes vegetables, a whole bunch.
But, sometimes, she makes tuna sandwiches,
'Stead of vegetables, for lunch.
Daddy says Jesus ate bread an drank wine.
We ain't got none of that.
Momma says he turned the water ta wine.
O, I can show him where the water's at.
I dunno, where he will park his horse.
Are the angels bringin' horses, too?
Daddy says he's comin' to fight the devil.
Is that what angels do?
I'm not sure He lives 'round here
An momma says he is really bad,
An that he is always near.
Maybe you could send a picture of him an
We could look through ever house. Ok?
We can help Jesus catch the devil,
If'n he comes this way.
Do ya know when he is comin'?
I'm gonna look in my penny jar,
So I can buy Jesus a present.
Do ya know how much presents are?
I told the lady, next door,
That I was gonna buy Jesus a special treat.
She petted my hair an cheek,
An said, "Andy, that is so sweet."
I tole' Daddy ta wait 'til Jesus gets here.
Then, you can show 'em ta Fred.
Daddy looked all kinda sad. He says
That will be too late; he didn't mind what Jesus said.
Well, Mr. God, it's time for supper an
Then, I gotta get my room all ready for Jesus;
'Cause it needs ta be all clean an stuff,
If'n he is gonna stay with us.
Momma says, when he gets here,
He will be a king.
I sure hope the President won't be hurt,
If he looses his job or any thing.
Tell Jesus we want him ta hurry,
A'fore the devil gets away;
'Cause, if he has ta chase him a lot,
We won't get much time ta play.
Tell Jesus he might have ta hide his horse,
'Cause momma won't let me have a puppy or a kitty.
An, I know she won't like somethin' that big ~
Staying here, in the city.
But, she loves Jesus a whole big lot.
Maybe she can make a'ception for one.
I'll ask her, right after supper is over
An all my chores are done.
Gotta go, Mr. God.
Say 'hi' to everyone, up there.
Good night. From little Andy.
© 2004 by Sandra Griffin
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DO YOU HAVE HIS ROOM READY IN YOUR HEART?
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