“Hurrah!” cried Bobby, clicking his heels together as he jumped into the air. “You go to the head of the class. I’d know it if God told me.”
“But would you believe it?” objected the elder.
Bobby’s lip curled.
“Say, uncle, didn’t we agree that God could do it?”
“Well, yes.”
“Why shouldn’t we believe Him, then?”
“I guess you’re right. But what’s that got to do with Holy Communion?”
“Listen. At the Last Supper, Christ, who was God, took bread, and blessed it, and said: ‘Take ye and eat; this is my body.’ ”
“I remember hearing that.”
“And didn’t the Apostles believe Him?”