Jesus Is Watching You

Jesus is watching you. Moses knew that.

 

Hosh says that even the trees, animals and birds know that. Did you?

 

Funny parenting story with retold joke...

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"You Dumbo!" Hosh consoled his brother. "God isn't something you can steal or hide or break."

"You need to go back to kindergarten right now, or you will be in BIG trouble."

"No, I'm not going," Josh's tone had finality beyond his years. "The teacher is mean."

"She was just doing her job," Hosh explained. "She wanted to find out if you had anything to do with it. If you have done nothing wrong, you must go back."

"Otherwise everyone will think you stole his phone, that's why you ran away. Come, I'll walk you back."

"But why pick on me?" Josh asked. "She didn't call anyone else in her big office. And why did she ask me about God?"

"Cos you are naughty," Hosh said, as he led his brother out by his hand, and walked him down the stairs and out of the house.

"Naughty kids think it's ok to do mischief when no one is watching. Maybe she wanted to tell you that God is watching. Always."

"He watches through the darkness, and speaks through the wind. He punishes with the fire, and heals with the water. Even animals, trees and birds know all that."

"Birds know all that?" Josh was incredulous.

"Yeah," said Hosh, as he walked Josh back to the kindergarten. "A burglar broke into a house one night. He shone his pencil torch around, looking for stuff to steal."

When he picked up an Xbox and placed in his rucksack, a strange voice echoed in the dark saying, "Jesus is watching you."

He nearly jumped out of his skin, clicked off his torch, and froze. When he heard nothing more for a bit, he clicked his torch back on again.

Shivering frightfully, he vowed that this would be his last job, if he came safely out of it. But his troubles weren't over.

Just as he lifted his leg to move again, the voice rang out again, sharp and clear, "Jesus is watching you!"

He freaked out. Frantically, he shone his light around, looking for the source of voice. Finally, in the corner of the room, his light beam came to rest upon a parrot.

"Did you say that?" he hissed at the parrot.

"Yep," squawked the parrot. "Moses is warning you!"

"Warning me, huh?" the burglar relaxed. "Are you Moses?"

"Yep," screeched the bird. "Moses is warning you!"

"Moses!" the burglar laughed. "What kind of people would name a bird Moses?"

And then he saw it, a huge figure rising menacingly up from the shadows on the ground.

'The kind of people,' he understood immediately, 'who would name a Rottweiler Jesus!'

Publisher's note: I'm probably going to hell for publishing this, but you are coming along too for laughing.

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