As he was running through the sanctuary after church, the pastor grabbed him and angrily said,
The little boy was frightened and didn't know what to say.
The pastor continued, "I want you to go home and think about it and I don't want you to come back
until you can tell me where God is."
The boy went home and called his sick friend on the telephone.
"Guess what," he said. "They've lost God, and they're trying to blame that one on us, too."