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Potato Chips with GodPosted Tuesday, June 26, 2012, at 2:55 PM
Potato Chips with God
A little boy wanted to meet God. He knew it was a long trip to where
God lived, so he packed his suitcase with a bag of potato chips and a
six-pack of root beer and started his journey.
When he had gone about three blocks, he met an old man. He was sitting
in the park, just staring at some pigeons. The boy sat down next to him
and opened his suitcase. He was about to take a drink from his root
beer when he noticed that the old man looked hungry, so he offered him
some chips. He gratefully accepted it and smiled at him.
His smile was so pretty that the boy wanted to see it again, so he
offered him a root beer. Again, he smiled at him. The boy was delighted!
They sat there all afternoon eating and smiling, but they never said a
As twilight approached, the boy realized how tired he was and he got up
to leave; but before he had gone more than a few steps, he turned
around, ran back to the old man, and gave him a hug. He gave him his
biggest smile ever..
When the boy opened the door to his own house a short time later, his
mother was surprised by the look of joy on his face. She asked him,
"What did you do today that made you so happy?"
He replied, "I had lunch with God." But before his mother could
respond, he added, "You know what? He's got the most beautiful smile
I've ever seen!"
Meanwhile, the old man, also radiant with joy, returned to his home.
His son was stunned by the look of peace on his face and he asked,
"dad, what did you do today that made you so happy?"
He replied "I ate potato chips in the park with God." However, before
his son responded, he added, "You know, he's much younger than I
Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word,
a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring,
all of which have the potential to turn a life around. People come into
our lives for a reason, a season, or a lifetime! Embrace all equally!
Have lunch with God.......bring chips.
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