I Can Make It From There

The story is told of a little boy that had wondered away from his home, not paying attention to where he
had wondered to as he followed his dog until he noticed that his surroundings were no longer familiar to
him.

His eyes welled up with tears, his little heart filled with fright. Directly, his emotions were no longer
controllable. He stood on the corner, sobbing uncontrollably.

Soon, a police office noticed the young boy crying. He approached the little fellow. "What is the matter,
son?"

Through his tears and sobbing, the little boy said, "I'm lost! I had followed my dog away from home and
now I'm lost!" and sobbed all the more.

The police officer knelt down beside the little one and gently said, "Son, not to worry. I'll help you get
home."

The little boy took a step backward. The police officer gently said, "I'll not hurt you. My job is to see to it
that you get safely home. Please let me help."

After a second or two, the little fellow took the officer by the hand.

"Now, where do you live? What is the name of the street?" the officer asked.

The little one looked around and said, "I can't remember the name of my street." His fear began to
return.

"O.K.'" the police officer said. "What is your telephone number?

We can call your Mom or Dad and they can come get you."

"We don't have a telephone in our house."

"Well, then, can you give me a landmark of some kind?"

"Yes," the little one said and brightened up. "Not too far from our house is a church with a high steeple
with a cross on top of it. Do you know where that steeple might be?"

"Yes, I do, son."

"Well, then, please take me to the foot of that cross and I can make if from there!"

~ Author Unknown ~