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I love the small stories my father used to tell us during family prayer time. They had much knowledge and education if you look deep into it; a good example of one of these stories goes like this.

A father used to tell his son every time. “Son, remember, whatever you do God is always watching you, whatsoever you are doing son.” Without knowing if you train a child in the way s/he will go s/he will not depart from it. One sunny day, as the son and father were taking a walk, it happened that they got really hungry, from the many miles they had walked. They kept walking to add more miles to their journey back home; luckily they found a mango tree in someone’s farm.

So the dad said, “Son I don’t think we should keep going like this, we can get at least two fruits from this tree to feel refreshed for the journey.” “I will climb up and get the fruits, while you look out to see if the owner is coming.” “I don’t want to get caught.” The son agreed, and the father removed his shoes so he can have more grip on the bark of the tree as he climbed.

He pulled himself to the top of the tree, sat on a branch and started throwing down mangoes down, for himself and his son. After the third mango hit the ground, the son remembered something, he shouted, “Dad! Dad! He is watching you.” The father was quick to get up from his comfortable branch and started coming down the tree as fast as he could, asking, “Where is he? Where is he?”
He twist his ankle jumping down, took his shoes and started running with the son, not knowing where he was being watched from.

After fifteen minutes of running, they stopped and he asked again, panting so hard “phew! Son, that was close, where was he watching from?” and the son replied, “From the sky.” the father was confused, “What do you mean from the sky?” The son replied, “You don’t get it? God was watching from up, you always say He is.”