God’s Warrior

Danny waved the stick in front of him. He was a warrior and fought huge armies of enemies. Stab. Slash. Whack. “Danny!” His mother called from the door. “Time to come in and practice your catechism.” Danny heaved a huge sigh and trudged to the house, dragging his stick behind him. “Do I have to? I was having fun. I was a knight and I was fighting and winning and stuff.” His mother sat down on the front step. “You don’t have to pretend to be a warrior. You are already a part of God’s army.”...