Short Stories


Mommy went to Heaven, but I need her here today,
My tummy hurts and I fell down; I need her right away,

Operator, can you tell me how to find her in this book?
Is heaven in the yellow part? I don’t know where to look.

I think my daddy needs her too; at night I hear him cry.
I hear him call her name sometimes, but I really don’t know why.

Maybe if I call her, she will hurry home to me.
Is Heaven very far away, is it across the sea?

She’s been gone a long, long time; she needs to come home now!
I really need to reach her, but I simply don’t know how.

Help me find the number please, is it listed under “Heaven”?
I can’t read these big, big words; I am only seven.

I’m sorry, operator, I didn’t mean to make you cry,
Is your tummy hurting too, or is there something in your eye?

If I call my church maybe they will know.
Mommy said when we need help, that’s where we should go.

I found the number to my church tacked up on the wall.
Thank you operator, I’ll give them a call.

There is a fable about the way birds first got their wings. The story goes that initially they were made without them. Then God made the wings, set them down before the wingless birds, and said to them, “Take up these burdens and carry them.”

The birds had sweet voices for singing, and lovely feathers that glistened in the sunshine, but they could not soar in the air. When asked to pick up the burdens that lay at their feet, they hesitated at first. Yet soon they obeyed, picked up the wings with their beaks, and set them on their shoulders to carry them. For a short time the load seemed heavy and difficult to bear, but soon, as they continued to carry the burden and to fold the wings over their hearts, the wings grew attached to their little bodies. They quickly discovered how to use them and were lifted by the wings high into the air. The weights had become wings.

This is a parable for us. We are the wingless birds, and our duties and tasks are the wings God uses to lift us up and carry us heavenward. We look at our burdens and heavy loads, and try to run from them, but if we will carry them and tie them to our hearts, they will become wings. And on them we can then rise and soar toward God.

The heavy burdens when lifted cheerfully with love in our hearts will surely become a blessing to us. God intends for our tasks to be our helpers; to refuse to bend our shoulders to carry a load is to miss the new opportunity for growth. No matter how overwhelming, any burden God has lovingly placed with His own hands on our shoulders is a blessing.

Once a boy went to a shop with his mother. The shop keeper looked at the small cute child and showed him a bottle with sweets and said ‘Dear
Child you can take the sweets but the child didn’t take. The shop keeper was surprised such a small child he is and why is he not taking the sweets from the bottle. Again he said take the sweets now his mother also heard that and said’ beta take the sweets, yet he didn’t take. The shopkeeper saw that the child was not taking the sweets So he himself took the sweets and gave to the child The child was happy to get two hands full of sweets.When they returned home, his Mother asked him why you didn’t take the sweets when shop keeper told you to take.
The child said ”Mom, my hands are very small and if i take the sweets from my hands then i can only take few but now you see when uncle gave
with his big hands, how many more sweets i got.

Moral :

When we take, we may get little but when God gives, he gives us more than our expectations more than what v can hold!!!! …..feel sure that it is true ( he is here with you,within you, out of you….)

Two butterflies were in love… One day they decided to play hide and seek They fixed a flower and decided that 2morrow One who come first and sit on this flower Will love the other more… At morning the female butterfly came Very early And waited for flower to open… When it opened she was shocked to see That Male butterfly had died inside Because he was waiting Since last night to tell her How much he loves her……………

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