A man was giving his testimony at one of those old Salvation Army
open air street meetings.
As he was testifying, a heckler in the crowd yelled, "Why don't you
shut up and sit down? You're just dreaming."
Immediately that heckler felt a tug on his coat. He looked down to
see a little girl, who said. "Sir, may I speak to you? That man who
is talking up there is my daddy. Daddy used to be a drunkard. He used
to spend all of the money he made on whiskey. My mother was very sad
and would cry most of the time. "Sometimes when my daddy came home,
he would hit my mother. I didn't have shoes or a nice dress to wear
to school. But look at my shoes. And see this pretty dress? My daddy
bought these for me."
But the little girl wasn't through with that heckler yet. "See my mother
over there? She's the one with the bright smile on her face. She's happy
now. She sings even when she's doing the ironing."
Then the little girl said, "Mister, if my daddy is dreaming,
please don't wake him up."