God, It's Me, Jimmy

A little boy named Jimmy was sitting in his room, looking at a picture of a new bicycle that he desperately wanted for his birthday. Every night for an entire month, Jimmy prayed to God right before bed that he would get a new bike for his birthday. The day of his 10th birthday, Jimmy rushed downstairs and almost started crying when there was no new bike. Jimmy didn’t understand what he had done wrong. That night he took his statue of the Virgin Mary, wrapped it in a blanket, and shoved it in the back of his closet. Calmly, he kneeled beside his bed, clasped his hands together under his chin, and looked skyward. “God, I hate to do this, but if I don’t get a new bike by tomorrow, you’re never going to see your mother again!”