Letter To God

Little Leroy came into the kitchen where his mother was

making dinner. His birthday was coming up and he thought

this was a good time to tell his mother what he wanted.

“Mom, I want a bike for my birthday.” Little Leroy was a

bit of a troublemaker. He had gotten into trouble at school

and at home. Leroy’s mother asked him if he thought he

deserved to get a bike for his birthday. Little Leroy, of

course, thought he did. Leroy’s mother, being a religious

woman, wanted Leroy to reflect on his behavior over the last

year. “Go to your room, Leroy, and think about how you

have behaved this year. Then write a letter to God and tell

him why you deserve a bike for your birthday.” Little

Leroy stomped up the steps to his room and sat down to write

God a letter. Letter #1: “Dear God, I have been a very

good boy this year and I would like a bike for my birthday.

I want a red one. Your friend, Leroy” Leroy knew that

wasn’t true. He had not been a very good boy this year so

he tore up the letter and started over. Letter #2: “Dear

God, I have been an “OK” boy this year. I still would

really like a bike for my birthday. Leroy” Leroy knew he

could not send this letter to God either. So he wrote a

third letter. Letter #3: God, I know I haven’t been a good

boy this year. I am very sorry. I will be a good boy if you

just send me a bike for my birthday. Please! Thank you,

Leroy” Leroy knew, even if it was true, this letter was

not going to get him a bike. By now Leroy was very upset. He

went downstairs and told his mom that he wanted to go to

church. Leroy’s mother thought her plan had worked as

Leroy looked very sad. “Just be home in time for

dinner”, Leroy’s mother told him. Leroy walked down the

street to the church on the corner. Little Leroy went into

the church and up to the altar. He looked around to see if

anyone was there. Leroy bent down and picked up a statue of

the Vir**n Mary. He slipped it under his shirt and ran out

of the church, down the street, into the house, and up to

his room and sat down with a piece of paper and a pen. Leroy

began to write yet another letter to God. Letter #4: “God,

I’ve got your mama. If you want to see her again, send the

bike! Signed, YOU KNOW WHO”