The Village Shepherd
Why Doesn't It Work?
Children's Story
They were huddled together leaning against straw stacks in a corner of the old barn, where they wouldn't be disturbed. They each had their eyes tightly shut, and were keeping their hands held firmly together.
"Please, God," prayed Ruth, "give us a dog of our very own."
Her sister and brother nodded in fervent agreement. "Yes, God, please," added Tim, for good measure.
Amanda thought she'd better say something too, in case God thought she wasn't part of it. "I want one too, God," she said.
"Please, God," prayed Ruth, "give us a dog of our very own."
Her sister and brother nodded in fervent agreement. "Yes, God, please," added Tim, for good measure.
Amanda thought she'd better say something too, in case God thought she wasn't part of it. "I want one too, God," she said.
