A little boy wanted a bicycle for Christmas.
His mother said she didnโt have enough money to buy him a new bike but suggested that if he wrote to Jesus promising to be a good boy in the future, then maybe Jesus might be willing to get him one.
So the boy started writing out a letter.
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Dear Jesus, I promise to be good for one yearโฆโ He then crossed it out and wrote:
โDear Jesus, I promise to be good for one month.โ
Still he wasnโt happy, so he crossed it out and wrote:
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Dear Jesus, I promise to be good for one week.โ His head in a spin, he tore up the paper and went for a walk.
As he passed the local church, he noticed a nativity scene.
When nobody was looking, he grabbed the figure of Mary, hid it under his coat and ran home.
There he composed a new letter.
โDear Jesus, if you ever want to see your mother againโฆโ
