TELL ME WHAT GOD IS LIKE.

A WHILE AGO, I HEARD A WONDERFUL STORY WHICH ILLUSTRATES

THE VALUE OF CHILDISH WONDER:

A young couple had just become new parents to their second child, when their little boy, aged 3, asked for some time alone with his new brother. The parents were a little perturbed by their son's request and silently questioned the little boy's motives. They had read a lot about sibling rivalry and did not want to put their new baby at any unnecessary risk. By way of compromise, they agreed to let the little boy visit his baby brother, on condition that they stayed close at hand.

Their young son wasn't happy and kept insisting that his parents leave the room since he wanted to be "ALONE!" with his new brother. Finally the parents relented and retreated into the passage. They were still worried however, so they left the bedroom door slightly ajar to keep an eye on proceedings.

Little James moved closer to his new little brother and stared longingly into the cot for a long time. Then as the silence grew awkward, the worried couple peeped around the bedroom door just to see their little boy lean over the cot and say to his little brother;

"JOHNNY, TELL ME WHAT GOD IS LIKE, BECAUSE I'M STARTING TO FORGET!"

Let us all hold on to our own youthful wonder.