A Nun asked her Sunday School class to write a note to God........

Dear GOD: Instead of letting people die and having to make new ones, why don't you just keep the ones You have? ~~Johnny

Dear GOD: I bet it is very hard for You to love all of everybody in the whole world. There are only 4 people in our family and I can never do it. ~~Nan

Dear GOD: I read the Bible. What does "beget" mean? Nobody will tell me. ~~Love, Alison

Dear GOD: Did You mean for the giraffe to look like that or was it an accident? ~~Norma

Dear GOD: I went to this wedding and they kissed right in church. Is that okay? ~~Neil

Dear GOD: Thank you for the baby brother, but what I prayed for was a puppy. ~~Joyce

Dear GOD: Please send me a pony. I never asked for anything before You can look it up. ~~Bruce

Dear GOD: If we come back as something - Please don't let me be Jennifer Horton because I hate her. ~~Denise

Dear GOD: My brother told me about being born but it doesn't sound right. They're just kidding, aren't they? ~~Marsha

Dear GOD: We read Thomas Edison made light. But in Sunday school they said you did it. So I bet he stole your idea. ~~Sincerely, Donna

Dear GOD: I didn't think orange went with purple until I saw the sunset you made on Tuesday. That was cool. ~~Sara

You may remember the story of how the devil and a friend of his were walking down the street, when they saw ahead of them a man stoop down and pick up something from the ground, look at it, and put it away in his pocket. The friend said to the devil, "What did that man pick up?" "He picked up a piece of Truth," said the devil. "That is a very bad business for you, then," said his friend. "Oh, not at all," the devil replied, "I am going to let him organize it."

One woman says to another, "Poor Maisie really has suffered for what she believes in."

"And what DOES she believe in?" asks the other.

"She believes that you can wear a size six shoe on a size nine foot."

Mortal: What is a million years like to you?

God: Like one second.

Mortal: What is a million dollars like to you?

God: Like one penny.

Mortal: Can I have a penny?

God: Just a second.