Laugh a little
Who Made You?
Five year old Emma was sitting on her grandfather David’s lap as he read her a bedtime story. From time to time, Emma would take her eyes off the book and reach up to touch David’s wrinkled cheek. She was alternately stroking her own cheek, then his again. Finally Emma spoke up, "Grandpa, did God make you?"
"Yes, darling," he answered, "God made me a long time ago."
"Oh," she paused, "Grandpa, did God make me too?"
"Yes, indeed, sweetheart," he said, "God made you just a little while ago."
Feeling their respective faces again, Emma observed, "God's getting better at it, isn't he?"