The Siren

A siren wailed outside a little boy’s house. Unfamiliar with the sound, he asked his mother what it was. She explained that it was meant to alert people of a dangerous storm. She said that if people did not take cover, they might die as a result of the tornado. The boy replied, “Mommy, why is that a bad thing? If we die, don’t we meet Jesus?”

Little children don’t always understand what it means to die.

Belief in Jesus’s death and resurrection brings the assurance of life with Him forever.

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4 Responses to The Siren

  1. It is true that little children don’t always understand. My eldest son learned quickly. He was 14 months old when his mother died. for the next 18 months I told him nightly an invented bed-time story involving a death. One night he asked “Why did my Mummy die?”

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  2. Hamish says:

    This short story has so much in it. A magnificent use of words. I see hope wrapped up in the children growing up in this world – even if the world is not at an easy place to exist right now.

    Thank you for sharing this, especially the openness and uncertainty that can come with any conversation about death, especially any death that happens before we believe they should.

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