AN INFIDEL met a boy coming home from his Sunday school class, and asked, “What is that in your hand, my boy?”
“A Bible,” he answered.
“What do you do with it?”
“It teaches me,” said the boy.
“What does it teach you?”
“It teaches me about God.”
“I do not believe there is a God,” said the infidel boldly.
Astonished, the boy looked him in the eye, and he started to ask questions.
“Who then made the sun and the moon?”
“They came by mere chance,” the infidel replied.
“What! The stars and everything came by chance?”
“Yes, they all came by chance.” “And who made your hat?” asked the boy.
“The hatter, of course.”
“And who made the hatter?”
This was too much for the infidel. He could not answer and turned away in silence.
ML-02/09/1964