Salvation? Yes. M&M's? No.

We took the kids to church yesterday and in our hurry to leave the house I neglected to pack anything for them to nosh on during the service.

At the midway point, Harry asked for a snack.

"Sorry, I didn't pack any. We'll have lunch right after this, OK?"
"But I want a snaaack," he whined.
"I don't have one. I'm sorry."
"Well, what about Jesus? Does He have a snack for me?"

I pressed my lips together to keep from laughing out loud.

Then Harry whispered in my ear, "I think He might have some M&M's for me."