Once upon a time, there was a girl; her name
was Jeana. She was not a good girl.
At the meetings, she did not pay attention; she
just slept, or drew.
When she went in the ministry, she just told
her dad to do the next door, and after about five to ten minutes, she says to
her dad: my legs are cold, or other excuses. And sometimes, she says:
“I’m too tired, I can’t do anymore”
“OK”, says her parents, and they went home.
“Today is just like last week, I’m sick”, says
Jeana.
“I’m sick”, she says.
“Well, OK”, her parents said.
“You can stay home today, but don’t open the
door to anyone”
“Yes mum, yes dad”, lied Jeana.
She does not obey her parents, so her parents
went on their ministry.
Jeana yawned, she got in her bed and fell
asleep, and she started to dream.
“You have not been a good girl”, said a voice.
As she woke up and looked closely, she saw it
was an angel.
“Yes, yes, I will be a good girl”, said Jeana,
(She was scared).
“Well, if you don’t”, said the angel, “you will
regret breaking your promise”.
When her parents came back, they saw Jeana
looking a bit happier than usual. They asked her why, and Jeana told them
everything, and she never missed a meeting or ministry from that day on.
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