Days ago I read an article here in Q & A but i forgot in which category it was?

Question

"A little boy wanted to have a bicycle for his birthday and tried to pray and lastly went to church and stollen sent marry's picture...
Please i want the whole story.

Answer 1

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A little boy wanted a new bicycle. His Grandmother said, "I don’t think your parents can’t afford it. Why don’t you talk to God about it." That night he got ready for bed, went to his desk where there was a little statue of the Virgin Mary, took out a piece of paper and wrote: "Dear Holy Mother, I need a bicycle. My friends all have one. Please send me . . ."

Then he crumpled up the letter, threw it in the wastebasket and went to bed. The next night he did the same thing. "Dear Virgin Mary, I want a bike. Please send me one. I need it real bad." Once more he decided it was useless, wadded up the paper, threw it away and went to bed.

The next night he came into the room, took the statue, wrapped it in a blanket, put it into the dresser drawer, pushed it far to the back, jammed other things in front of it, slammed the drawer shut and went to his desk and began to write: "Dear Jesus, if you ever want to see your mother again . . ."

Who hasn’t gotten so frustrated that we felt like threatening God, bargaining with Jesus, etc.

EDIT: Another Version

There was this little boy, and he decided that he wanted a bicycle for his birthday. So he goes in and he tells his mama, he says, "Mama, I want a bicycle for my birthday." And mama said, "Well, son, I'm sorry. But I'm not sure that you've been quite good enough for a bicycle for your birthday this year." And she said, "I think you oughtta go up to your room and talk to God about it." So, the little boy went up to his room, and he thought about it for a while, and uh, he decided he'd write God a letter. So he gets out his pencil and paper and writes God a letter. He says, "Dear God, I've been a very good boy this year and I think I deserve a bicycle for my birthday." Well, he knew that wasn't quite right, so he threw that in the trash (wadded it up and threw it in the trash), and got another piece of paper. And he wrote a letter and said, "Dear God, I've been a pretty good boy this year and I think I deserve a bicycle for my birthday." Well, he knew that wasn't quite right either, so he wadded it up, threw it in the trash, and got another piece of paper and started writing again. He said, "Dear God, I think I've been a good boy this year and I think I deserve a bike for my birthday. Well, that wasn't gonna do it either, so he wadded it up, threw it in the trash and got out one more piece of paper and wrote a letter and said, "Dear God, I have not been a good boy this year, I do not deserve a bicycle for my birthday. In fact, I probably don't deserve anything for my birthday this year." And of course that would never do, so he tore that up ad thought for another minute and an idea came to him so he went running down the stairs and he, um, went up to his mama and says. "I'll be back in a minute, mama, I'm goin' to the church." And she says, "Well be careful crossing the road." So he went running down to the church and went flying in and went to the front of the church and he stood there and he saw this little bitty statue of the Virgin Mary. So he looked up at her, and he grabbed that statue and he shoved her in his coat and he went running back in the house and went running back to his room and got the little statue out and put it on his desk and looked at it for a minute and said, "Dear God, I've got your mama. If you wanna see her again, get me a bike for my birthday!"