Two brethren were teaching a Sharing Time on the Three Degrees of Glory. It was a very interactive lesson. They had rearranged the room into an obstacle course called life, and at the end there stood three teachers with posters. One had a moon, another a star, and the last a sun. The brother asked, "Where do you want to be?" He had the children run to the location they wanted to go. Everyone ran to the sun, but one little boy ran to the moon. His father, the teacher who asked-where do you want to be, was trying to get him to go to the sun.
Here's the conversation:
Dad-"Of course it would be my kid. No, son, you want to go to the sun."
Son-"No, I want to go to the moon."
The son would repeat his reply over and over again. As the Dad was trying to corral him towards the sun. Finally, the exasperated father said, "I need to work with him."
(For the record, the child was a Sunbeam and too little to really understand it all. He just wanted the moon.)
Here's the conversation:
Dad-"Of course it would be my kid. No, son, you want to go to the sun."
Son-"No, I want to go to the moon."
The son would repeat his reply over and over again. As the Dad was trying to corral him towards the sun. Finally, the exasperated father said, "I need to work with him."
(For the record, the child was a Sunbeam and too little to really understand it all. He just wanted the moon.)
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