A Child's Thought
A little girl was sitting on her grandfather's lap as he read her a bedtime story. From time to time, she would take her eyes off the book and reach up to touch his wrinkled cheek She was alternately stroking her own cheek then his again. Finally she said,, "Grandpa, did God make you?" "Yes, sweetheart," he answered, "God made me a long time ago." "Oh, she paused, "Grandpa, did God make me too?" 'Yes, indeed, honey, he said, "God made you just a little while ago. "Feeling their respective faces again, she said, "God is getting better at it, isn't he?"