A fellow was enlisted as an emergency substitute for a boy’s Sunday School class.  The little darlings in the group were ten years old—and very wise.

The teacher was the last choice on an already short list.  He was not known for his love of kids.  In fact, he was not known for his love of anything.  He was mostly known for being a grouchy man who was hard to get along with.

Successful in business, the teacher was, if nothing else, confident.

So, on that particular Sunday morning, he herds the boys together and begins with a question:

“Boys”, he growls, “why do you think people around town call me a Christian?”

His question is met with blank stares so it is repeated with extra emphasis.

One of the students figures that he’d better answer or else it’s gonna get worse.  No telling what this mean old man might do.

“Well”, the boy answers, “they probably call you a Christian ‘cause they don’t know you very well.”

God knows all about you, even if others don’t.

Sync up.