“A young boy was selling newspapers on the corner, the people were in and out of the cold but because he was so cold he huddled up and didn’t sell many papers .
He walked up to a policeman and said, “Mister, you wouldn’t happen to know where a poor boy could find a warm place to sleep tonight would you?
You see, I sleep in a box up around the corner there and down the alley and its awful cold in there for tonight.
Sure would be nice to have a warm place to stay.”
The policeman looked down at the little boy and said, “You go down the street to that white house and you knock on the door. When they come out the door you just say John 3:16 and they will let you in.”So he did.
He walked up the steps and knocked on the door, and
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